Friday, October 31, 2008

He will take you riding in his car
He won't ask questions
Just let you hang your hair out
Like you did when you were young
He will take you places where you want to go
But where you never wanted to be
Let night time hide your memories
You wanted one more chance
To make every bad thing good
To leave you in these rougher woods
It freezes sometimes at night.

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