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Canonball

There's still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
there's still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
it's still a little hard to say what's going on
there's still a little bit of your ghost your witness
there's still a little piece of your face i haven't kissed
y
ou step a little closer to me
s
till i can't see what's going on
st
ones taught me to fly
l
ove taught me to lie
life taught me to die
s
o it's not hard to fall
when you float like a cannonball
t
here's still a little bit of your song in my ear
t
here's still a little bit of your words i long to hear
y
ou step a little closer each day
so
close that i can't see what's going on
stones taught me to fly
love taught me to lie
life taught me to die
so
it's not hard to fall
w
hen you float like a cannon
stones taught me to fly
lov
e taught me to cry
s
o come on courage
t
each me to be shy
'
cause it's not hard to fall
and i don't want to scare her
i
t's not hard to fall
and
i don't wanna lose
i
t's not hard to grow
when you know that you just don't know

# Posté le samedi 30 juin 2007 09:53

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