martes, 1 de marzo de 2011

There's a gold frame
That sits by the window
And my heart breaks
A little more each time I try
To picture the memory inside
There's an notebook
That's too hard to read it
But if you look
You'll see how you look through my eyes

There's an old dance
That we've done forever
You give me your hand
But let me decide when to reach
You always let me be me


It's time to move on
Even though I'm not ready
I've got to be strong
And trust where you're heading
And even though it's not easy
I know the right kind of love
Doesn't wanna miss the future
By staying in the past
It will always hold on
But never hold you back
And even though it's not easy
Right now the right kind of love
Is the love that lets go

It's time that I love you
With the love that let's go

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