the taste of my soul.
Dodano: 29 LIPCA 2008
Two 'o clock and I wish that I was sleeping. You're in my head like a song on the radio. All I know is that I got to get next to you. Sitting here turning minutes into hours to find the nerve just to call you on the telephone. You don't know that I got to get next to you. // Maybe were friends, maybe were more, maybe it's just my imagination, but I see you stare just a little too long and it makes me start to wonder. So baby call me crazy, but I think you feel it too. Maybe I just got to get next to you.
