I wasted, wasted, love for you; trading out for something new.
Well its hard to change the way you lose, if you think you never won.
Because all we are, we are... and all we are, we are.
Every day is the start of something beautiful.
In the end, the words won't matter. No.
'Cause in the end, nothing stays the same.
In the end dreams just scatter and fall like rain.
Matt Nathanson
I'm heading down to West Virginia to see my babies for a few days.
I need the break from my thoughts. I need a break from myself.
You know, winter's coming. And its going to be cold.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
All We Are
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