tisdag 29 maj 2012

My heart



It's my heart you're stealing, it's my heart you take.
It's my heart you're dealing with and it's my heart you'll break.
It's my heart you're taking, it's breaking bit by bit.
It's my heart you're dealing with, but you don't know about it.

If you'd feel like I feel and if you'd know what I know.
I don't think you'd ever play me; I know you'd never play me.

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