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by malina Jun 1, 2007 category : Love, romance / desired love
Lying here on the soft grass with our body so close lost in our own worlds that no one knows its your hand that i want to hold you're like a treasure that's worth more than gold your eyes that i fell in when you cried i couldn't help it but find out who told you these lies with you so close my heart races fast and slow lost in our own worlds that no one knows