All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down
And I know you're thinking of me
As you lay down on your side
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
But I know I'm on a losing streak
'Cause I passed down by your old street
And if you wanna show, just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
So baby, Ooo
If heaven calls, I'm coming too
Just like you said
If you leave my life, I'm better off dead
-Ben Harper
8 comments:
I don't know what GBTW means. Please email, I have a pressing question for you.
kiss kiss
damn. we can't both feel this way at the same time...
dude, i know she's killin ya. you're worth better thqan that though......big hugs
Andy who is killin you? Email me :-)
Your devotion is admirable, but I hate to see you hurting.
*sigh* Hang in there. Wish I knew something to make it better for you.
ben harper? i thought that was the verve?? so sorry things got sad :(
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