When i run you can come will |
Why is it i still have to cry myself to sleep when im in his arms... |
The stars tell the story of life |
Smile so you can discise suicide |
He said he knew me like the back of his hand ... |
In his arms i feel like nothing could ever go wrong like he is my protector. |
We all have blond moments |
Sweet as a kiss |
My mother always told me that nobody's perfect. My father always told me I'm nobody. So therefor I thought i would be perfect. |
Its the ones who are cracked we need the most Because those are the ones who let in the light! |