Undecided

by stephanie   Mar 13, 2004


Your wondering where I am
It's night time I miss your hand's
on my skin this bed is far too big
without you don't get me wrong,
I don't want a friend.
Just need your here to help me
satisfy my childish sin.
Moma says take your time
Daddy says girl don't stay out late.
Caught between right and wrong there
lies a song I try to remember what it
was he said to me then but the colors
in my memories just seen to fade
into a pale shade of grey

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