Lost....

by Pat Ashley   Jun 27, 2008


When i sit here thinking of what i should be

i think back to a time when it was u and me

i thought i figured everything out

and then in an instance u ripped it all out

i couldn't tell u anything anymore

because its lost and gone and locked behind the door

i thought i could come and give u the key

and maybe it would be unlocked and Finlay set free

but i guess it comes and also goes

and now i think i Finlay know

i here and then and still really lost

but in the end we all are lost

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