Do you remember me? I sat upon your knee. I wrote to you with childhood fantasy.
Well I'm all grown up now, can you still help somehow? I'm not a child but my heart still can dream.
So here's my life-long wish, my grown-up christmas list, not for myself but for a world in need.
No more lives torn apart,
that wars would never start,
and time will heal all hearts.
Every man would have a friend,
that right would always win,
and love would never end.
This is my grown-up christmas list.
What is this illusion called the innocence of youth? Maybe only in that blind belief can we ever find the truth.
Michael Buble -- My Grown-Up Christmas List
Thursday, September 01, 2005
oh yeah.
i saw you again today. how are you, my beautiful friend? i love you. the way you looked at me.... sigh. stop it. stop playing with my heart.
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