Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Hello.

I wish you'd tell me that it's all okay

Something about the way you look at me - Baby, it's hard to go.
If you really want me to stay, why don't you let me know?

Hello, hello, everytime when you pass me by
Hello, hello, it's breaking my heart, yeah
Hello, hello, I'm taking a chance and I'll let you go.
Who knows, maybe we'll be something more than this.

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