sábado, 18 de septiembre de 2010

Please... Stay with me

Another shot of whiskey, can’t stop looking at the door.
Wishing you’d come sweeping 
in the way you did before.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.
For me it happens all the time.

It’s a quarter after one, I’m a little drunk,

And I need you now.
Said I wouldn’t call but I lost all control and I need you now.
And I don’t know how I can do without, I just need you now.

Yes... I’d rather hurt than feel nothing at all.

It’s a quarter after one, I’m all alone and I need you now.
And I said I wouldn’t call but I’m a little drunk and 
I need you now.
And I don’t know how I can do without, 
I just need you now.
I just need you now.
Oh baby I need you now...

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