My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin why i
got out of bed at all.
the morning rain drops on my window
and i can't see at all. And
even if i could it'd all be grey.
but your picture on my wall.
It reminds me that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad...
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Thursday, April 5, 2007
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