March 16, 2005

  • Morning comes to take me away


    How I wish that I could stay


    But girl, you know I’ve got to go.


    Lord, I wish it wasn’t so.


    Save tonight, fight the break of dawn


    Come tomorrow, tomorrow I’ll be gone


     


     


     



     


     


    Don’t say goodbye / goodbye / goodbye


    It’s all said and done


    Goodbye…


     









     


    So this is what giving up feels like. So this is what giving in feels like. So this is what going home feels like... and now what?

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