Hard Tiimes Go By Slow

by msbeep26690   Apr 13, 2007


You make me think,
You make me wonder,
Maybe in the future we will be together.
You make me mad,
You make me cry,
You always make me think that you'll never be mine.
Hard tiimes go by like a fly in the winter.
You make me ponder about the times we've spent together.
It will never come as if you and I can ever be together.

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