Saturday, 7 March 2009

I had my hopes out on the line

Will they be ready for you in time?
If you leave them out too long
They'll be withered by the sun
Full stops and exclamation marks
My words stumble before I start
How far can you send emotions?
Can this bridge cross the ocean?

I'm going in for the kill.
I'm doing it for the thrill.
I'm hoping you'll understand.
And not let go of my hand.

Going in for the Kill - La Roux

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