you make me sing
you make me cry
you make me run and hide
your all i need
your all i see
cuz darling, i'm counting in threes
3,6,9,12
i'm all alone, just by myself
15,18,21,24
i ask for more
my heart's sore
come back
dont slack
your all i want
your all i need
cuz baby, it's all in beat
i love you baby
it's no maybe :D
one day's our retreat
one chance
one glance
another typical dance
cuz you and me
were so meant to be
crazy in love
for the world to see.
hes on holidayy :(
August 19, 2008
numbers,words.
Posted by Natalie at 12:33 AM
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