Saturday, October 03, 2009
coz if you're not really here,
then the stars don't even matter.
now i'm filled to the top with fear,
that it's all just a bunch of matter.
coz if you're not really here,
then I don't wanna be either,
i wanna be next to you.
black and gold,
black and gold,
black and gold.
run in the rain.
posted @11:12 PM