26 setembro, 2011

I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MAKE LOTS OF MONEY AND I GOT DEBTS THAT I'M TRYING TO PAY. I CAN'T BUY YOU NICE THINGS, BUT THAT DON'T MEAN MUCH ANYWAY. 
I CAN'T GIVE YOU THE HOUSE YOU'VE BEEN DREAMING, IF I COULD I WOULD BUILD IT ALONE. I'D BE OUT THERE ALL DAY, JUST HAMMERING AWAY, MAKE US A PLACE OF OUR OWN.
I WILL WRITE YOU A SONG, THAT'S HOW YOU'LL KNOW THAT MY LOVE IS STILL STRONG. 
I WILL WRITE YOU A SONG, AND YOU'LL KNOW FROM THIS SONG THAT I JUST CAN'T GO ON WITHOU YOU. 
I DON'T KNOW ALL THE RIGHT THINGS TO DO, I CAN'T SAY WHERE WE'LL GO, BUT ONE THING I KNOW.
IS HOW TO BE A GOOD WOMAN TO YOU,
AND UNTIL I DIE THAT'S WHAT I'LL DO.
I'LL WRITE YOU A SONG AND YOU KNOW FROM THIS SONG THAT 
I JUST CAN'T GO ON WITHOUT YOU.

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