Make It Right
cold winter blows and the sun doesnt shine
the leaves are gone summers left with the light
i dont know where this leads to but im stuck on this ride
into the river
and the deeps
this song gives me the creeps
repeating nightmare robs me of sleep
listern to the hallows as the move the night
out of sight
make it right
Copyright © Matt Doe | Year Posted 2007
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