me and mrs jones We meet every day at the same cafe Six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there Holding hands, making all kinds of plans While the juke box plays our favorite songs
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
I wish that without me your heart would break I wish that without me you would spend the rest of your nights awake I wish that without me you couldn't eat. And i wish that i was the last thing on your mind before you sleep.