When I think about what we used to be,
I cry and cry in spite of me.
It just seems crazy
Now I'm just hoping maybe tomorrow,
Maybe tomorrow there'll be no more sorrow.
Maybe tomorrow you'll give me a glance,
Mybe tomorrow you'll give me one last chance.
Maybe tomorrow you'll give me a call,
Maybe tomorrow I won't cry at all.
Maybe tomorrow you'll hug me tight,
Maybe tomorrow you'll kiss me good night.
Maybe tomorrow you'll take back my heart,
Maybe you'll give me a brand new start.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
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