Tuesday, September 28, 2010

I Was Born into the Arms of an Imaginary Friend

I was born in the arms of imaginary friends
Free to roam, made a home out of everywhere iv been.

I was made to believe that I would never love somebody else
made a plan, stay the man who can only love himself

Lonely was the song I sang
till the day you came showin me another way
and all that my love can bring.

Half of my heart's got a grip on the situation
Half of my heart takes time...

I know with friends like these, ill never be alone!

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