About us

Sat, 11/18/2017 - 18:44 -- Nana00w

It’s not about me and it’s not about you

its about us and what we do

never too late to see, never too late to do

follow your dreams and hope the rest falls through

as the sky clears up from dusk till dawn

the evening seems so fond

It may be the look in your eyes, or that coat you hold between your thighs

it was never about me, it was never about you

it was about us and what we could do.

So trust in me as I trust in you

these hands of mine were made for two 

I’ll hold you close and watch this sun set

because I know we’re not done yet.

it was never about me, it was never about you

it was about us and my love for you

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