IRC-Galleria

Oh I had a lot to say was thinking on my time away.
I missed you and things weren't the same.
Cause everything inside it never comes out right.
And when I see you cry it makes me want to die.
I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry I'm blue, I'm sorry about all things I said to you.
And I know I can't take it back.
I love how you kiss, I love all you're sounds, and baby the way you make my world go round.
And I just wanted to say I'm sorry:
This time I think I'm to blame it's harder to get through the days.
You get older and blame turns to shame.

Every single day I think about how we came all this way.
The sleepless nights and the tears you cried it's never too late to make it right.
Oh yeah sorry!