Monday, November 9, 2009

The trigger has gone


If you find yourself here on my side of town
I'd pray that you'd come to my door

Talk to me like you don't know what we ever fought about
Cause I don't remember anymore
I just know that he warms my heart
And knows what all my imperfections are

And he said that I was the brightest little firefly in her jar
And I just know that he warms my heart
And knows what all my imperfections are

And he says that i am the brightest little firefly in her jar


"there is no reason i should keep the fireworks stay
when the night doesn't need lights anymore..."

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