Saturday, December 15, 2007

Elise

Call it like, Call it love, Call it waste
call it whatever you want
I am racing to finish this race
I think that this prize is worth winning

see that face, oh that face,
I can't wait to tell you how beautiful you are
and it's not a surprise, that distance could pull us so far

Someday I promise you this won't be just a dream
we will hold hands as we live the city lights
It's not everyday you meet a girl so sweet to me,
and I'd love to to take you out this very night

you, though far away, are lovely
and I, with miles apart, am waiting

-Tony-

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