I’m not living, I’m just killing time …

True Love Waits

I’ll drown my beliefs
To have you be in peace
I’ll dress like you wish
To wash your swollen feet

Just don’t leave
Don’t leave

I’m not living
I’m just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kiss and smile

Just don’t leave
Don’t leave

BREAK

And true love waits
In haunted attics
And true love lives
On lollipops and cribs

Just don’t leave
Lonely
Don’t leave
Don’t leave

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~ by Gli amori difficili on Monday 7 September 2009.

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