Wednesday, November 02, 2005

I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it now
I can't believe it

If I could I'd relieve those days
I know the one thing that would never change

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo albums spread on my bedroom floor
Its hard to say, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
Its hard to say, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh


Photograph - Nickleback

posted by stacey @ Wednesday, November 02, 2005

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