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Leaves and the falling outside.
waited in the street.
Gave you my keys, you I'd try
But we both knew didn't we?
I made my way to JFK in world time,
Hoping I miss the flight.

You and I were sleep.
Beautiful wasted promises we to keep,
At least we said goodbye.
Sometimes you're still
Between the lines of the Sunday New Times.

You the saint, I was the liar,
At that's how I remember it.
Left all our dreams, all our
On the of your apartment.
The bridge, your olive skin
Framed in and white.
I miss how love could be.

When you and I were sleep.
Beautiful wasted promises we to keep,
At 'til we said goodbye.
Sometimes you're mine
Between the lines of the Sunday New York

wild down St. Marks,
Raw and breathless in arms.
trains to the park,
When the was ours.

When you and I fighting sleep.
Under the promises we promised to keep,
At least 'til we goodbye.
Sometimes still mine
Between the lines of the Sunday New Times