Wednesday, June 4, 2008,3:05 PM
Keeper
I want to go out,
I want to buy shoes
I want to go out with friends
I can't wait for the class gathering
I want to see old friends,
I want too many things,
So, i shall leave you off with this song by

Yellow Card.

--Keeper--
I wanna love,
I wanna leave.
I want you to love me,
I want you to leave me.
I want to stand where I can see,
I'm watching you love me,
And I'm watching you leave me now.
I wish i could be,
Somebody else.
I wish i could see,
You and myself.
I wish there was something inside me,
To keep you beside me.
And say,
What you really feel.
You know i need,
Something that's real.
I wish there was something inside me,
To keep you beside me.
I wanna know if i could be,
Someone to turn to,
That could never hurt you.
But i know what you think of me,
You had a breakthrough,
And now i'm just bad news for you.
I wish i could be,
Somebody else.
I wish i could see,
You and myself.
I wish there was something inside me,
To keep you beside me.
And say,
What you really feel.
You know i need,
Something that's real.
I wish there was something inside me,
To keep you beside me.
I should've told you everything.
I never gave you anything.
I should've told you everything.
If i could give you anything,
Then i would tell you everything.
I wish i could be,
Somebody else.
I wish i could see,
You and myself.
I wish there was something inside me,
To keep you beside me.
And say,
What you really feel.
You know i need,
Something that's real.
I wish there was something inside me,
To keep you beside me.
I should've told you everything.
I should've told you everything.
I should've told you everything

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this is the acoustic version, so it may not sound as good,
now for the real thing :D

love this song <3

ok,
so i go out on saturday :D
and tuesday.
love the class gathering <3

:D
tata~
SOTD COMING UP:D
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