Saturday, February 14, 2009

Standing On The Rooftops, Everybody Scream Your Heart Out

When our time is up
When our lives are done
Will we say we've had our fun?
Will we make a mark this time?
Will we always say we tried?

All the love I've met
I have no regrets
If it all ends now, I'm set
Will we make a mark this time?
Will we always say we tried?

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