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Broken hearts, I wish you were here

We cannot fix our broken promises and we cannot fix our broken hearts
tape and glue won´t due, the cracks still tear us apart
Whispers in the dead of the night still rings true to me
your arms around me is still the place I run when reality is haunting me

The last time I saw you, you were curled up on the ground
babe I wish I could hold you now
the thought of your tears is a dagger through my heart

In another reality I would be lying next to you
I would be the one hugging you, kissing you, holding you
I would be the one wiping away your tears
Babe, I wish you were here




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Publicerad 2012-09-17 13:30



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