Looks like I lost my will to carry on my friend, she said.
And you can hear it in my whispered cries for love.
I need your blissful touch
to carry me away again,
so can we roll tonight?
Roll through your desert,
can we start over?
And just run away,
run away tonight.
It ain't no victory, but I don't care,
I don't care if it's wrong or right.
We can just run away,
run away tonight.
It ain't no victory but I don't care,
I don't care if it's wrong or right.
Looks like I lost my will to carry on my friend, she said
I'm like a posse that's been riding for days.
I've got the scars to prove that love has had it's day
and it's way with me,
so can we roll tonight?
Roll through your desert,
can we start over?
And just run away,
run away tonight.
It ain't no victory, but I don't care,
I don't care if it's wrong or right.
We can just run away,
run away tonight.
It ain't no victory but I don't care,
I don't care if it's wrong or right.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
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