miércoles, 10 de febrero de 2010

mystery train -


There are days when she's a whisper, nights when she's a scream, a reason to wake up in the morning, to close your eyes and dream. She'll curse you like a sailor, she'll wound you with her eyes. She always makes it better but she won't apologize. You know everything about her but don't know her at all. She's a ride on a mystery train to a place you've never been before. Better hold on tight to that mystery train (you're not in Kansas anymore). She cries because she's happy, she sings songs when she's mad. Like a stiff drink when you need it, she's good at being bad. And long before you knew her, you knew she was the one.

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