Wednesday, February 21, 2007


Honestly what has become of me,
dont like reality, its way to clear for me
Really life is dandy, we are what we dont see,
We miss everything daydreaming
Flames to Dust, Lovers to friends
why do all good things come to an end ?
flames to dust, lovers to friends
why do all good things come to an end ?
Only stop at exitswandering if ill stay
young and restless
Living this way, i stress less
I want to pull away when the dream dies
the pain sets in and i dont cry
I Only feel gravity and i wonder wh€y
......
Nelly Furtado - All Good Things (come To An End)

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