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Monday, November 03, 2008
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little things, lilly allen
Sometimes I find myself sitting back and reminiscing Especially when I have to watch other people kissing And I remember when you started calling me your Mrs All the play fighting All the flirtatious disses I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood I dunno why I trusted you but I knew that I could We'd spend the whole weekend Lying in our own dirt I was just so happy In your boxers and your t-shirt
Dreams, dreams of when we had just started things Dreams of you and me It seems, it seems That I can't shake those memories I wonder if you have the same dreams too
The littlest things that take me there I know it sounds lame but it's so true I know it's not right but it seems unfair That thing's are reminding me of you Sometimes I wish we could just pretend Even if only for one weekend So come on Tell me Is this the end?
Drinkin' tea in bed, watchin' DVD's When I discovered all your dirty, grotty magazines You'd take me out shopping And all we'd buy is trainers As if we ever needed anything to entertain us The first time that you introduced me to your friends And you could tell that I was nervous, so you held my hand When I was feeling down, you'd make that face you do There's no-one in the world who could replace you
Dreams, dreams of when we had just started things Dreams of me and you It seems, it seems That I can't shake those memories I wonder if you feel the same way too
The littlest things that take me there I know it sounds lame but it's so true I know it's not right but it seems unfair That thing's are reminding me of you Sometimes I wish we could just pretend Even if only for one weekend So come on Tell me Is this the end?
+ posted by M @ 9:58 AM
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