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October 6th, 2004

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I wish I could come home to your arms but my home is not yours
And you might as well be on mars cause itís too far to drive
And not enough minutes to call
The possibilities are endless, theyíre equally exciting and frightening
If I could just put you in my pocket
Iím a knee jerk reflex, a heart - no defense
Iím looking forward to the taste of your lips to be wrapped around your hips
I donít want to say Iím sorry for basking in your glorious light
Keep me in mind tonight
And I will keep you no doubt

We can get bitter and flawed and try arresting those who break the laws of love
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