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Sometimes foresight is finding a place to land and then gambling with your tired feet and not caring how long you can stand we drove home in december and you said you were cold as I rolled down the window and you could see your breath but i was the only one looking trying to read the conversation but instead I was putting words into your mouth and defrost is just another word for clarity between the breath you and me Letras de cancionesand we drove home besides the fact that we stayed the night beside the highway in my head and you can starve or you can sell out but if you stay the night I'll make you breakfast with whatever I can find in the front seat of my car Looking for a sweater my whole life found it when I was 17 color green that doesn't grow that had rips on the sleeves when I came out with it raised triumphantly above my head everybody stared past me into the closet from which I came and you can think what I've heard you want you can say it's unnatural all I know is I'm sure as hell am not making this up he has a girlfriend as pretty as she can be I've been dating myself for quite some time I've never crossed the lines I've learned too well When I say "I like you" all I mean to say is I don't see the need for destination we can set up shop in the backseat next to frantic blowing tree and the broken paper cups and on the way down to meet the ground I don't care what the surface the more you stare at the bricks on which we stand the more water you, the more water you, the more water you, the more water you see the more water you see From Letras Mania