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    10/29/2008 | Posted by kender | Edit Post


    We might kiss when we are alone
    When nobody's watching
    We might take it home
    We might make out when nobody's there
    It's not that we're scared
    It's just that it's delicate

    So why'd you fill my sorrows
    With the words you've borrowed
    From the only place you've known
    And why'd ya sing aleluia
    If it means nothing to you
    Why'd you sing with me at all?

    We might live like never before
    When there's nothing to give
    Well how can we ask for more
    We might make love in some sacred place
    The look on your face is delicate

    So why'd you fill my sorrow
    With the words you've borrowed
    From the only place that you've known
    And why'd you sing aleluia
    If it means nothing to you
    Why'd you sing with me at all?

    And why'd you fill my sorrows
    With the words you've borrowed
    From the only place that you've known
    Why'd you sing Hallelujah
    If it means nothing to you
    Why'd you sing with me at all?

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