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Where you Want to Be 5:41 p.m. 2005-03-31 And I'm all out of poetry. Save your cares for someone who matters and you would spend every day with your car parked outside his house. And I would spend every second enfolded in this and you will never replace the feeling. Not that you're trying. I mean there was a time right Diane? But its finished and I'm not the haunt outside your window. I'm not on your mind. "Its where you want to be." back & forth |