Monday, August 10, 2009

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La da da da

The smell of your skin lingers on me now
You're probably on your flight back to your home town
I need some shelter of my own protection baby
To be with myself in center
Clarity, peace, serenity

Like the little school mate in the school yard
We'll play jacks and uno cards
I'll be your best friend and you'll be my valentine
Yes you can hold my hand if you want to
'Cause I want to hold yours too
We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds

And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket

And big girls don't cry
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry

La da da da da da

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