There's no trace of you, only what I create in my head.
I wish I recorded those times.
I wish I wrote down that date.
Be more than a fleeting embrace lost in the night.
85 more days until vacation.
I wish I recorded those times.
I wish I wrote down that date.
Be more than a fleeting embrace lost in the night.
85 more days until vacation.
arsenicdeath:
Moving Units tonight...ah ah ah ah ah!