Sunday, September 23, 2007

... out of control

I wish the miles between us could only disappear, Until that day I'll just hold back the tears Imagining you're right here with me, Thinking of all that could be, Imagining your gentle touch, I'm missing you ooh so much, My imagination's running right out of control, I'm missing you more than you could know...



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