The Way

It's like when I talk to you and you'r not there,
the way I wonder if you care, the way you make 
me feel, the dream's I have thats so unreal, the 
way you put fire in my eye's, it make's me want
to kill, when you not their I wonder if you love me
still, I mean it I don't know the deal, I'm scared,
I'll admit it, so much more came with it
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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