Dead man walking
Sometimes
I'm walking on the street
and I'm thinking about you
Being unsure
Knowing I can't be with you
While I'm walking
I'm thinking about you
and the time we shared
Sometimes
I feel like shit
I feel like a dead man walking
Don't know anything
Don't knowing
when I'm going to see you
Don't knowing
If I'm going to see ever again
Things I know
is that I'm missing you
your eyes, your mouth
your voice, your everything
Am I ever going to see you again
It feels like a dead man walking..
I love you, I mis you
I'm walking on the street
and I'm thinking about you
Being unsure
Knowing I can't be with you
While I'm walking
I'm thinking about you
and the time we shared
Sometimes
I feel like shit
I feel like a dead man walking
Don't know anything
Don't knowing
when I'm going to see you
Don't knowing
If I'm going to see ever again
Things I know
is that I'm missing you
your eyes, your mouth
your voice, your everything
Am I ever going to see you again
It feels like a dead man walking..
I love you, I mis you
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| Auteur: R.B.1989 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 september 2007 | ||
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