There's a ghost in me, Who wants to say I'm sorry. Doesn't mean I'm sorry.

domingo, 20 de diciembre de 2009

Splendor In The Grass

I can see you're thinking baby
I've been thinking too,
about the way we used to be
and how to star a new.

Maybe I'm a hopeless dreamer
maybe I've got it wrong,
but i'm going where the grass is green
if you like to come along.

Back when i was starting out
I always wanted more
but every time I got it
I still felt just like before.

Fortune is a fickle friend
I'm tired of chasing fate
and when I look into your eyes
I know you feel the same


All these years of living large
are starting to do a sin
I wont say it wasn't fun
but now it has to end.


Life is moving oh so fast
I think we should take it slow
rest our heads upon the grass
and listen to it grow


Going where the hills are green
and the cars are few and far
days are full of splendor
and at night you can see the stars


Life's been moving oh so fast
I think we should take it slow
rest our heads upon the grass
and listen to it grow...

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