Average Rating 0.00 (0 votes) You must login to vote I am here, sitting waiting in the clear. Take me home, wipe my tears. Hold me high and help my face my fears. Be mine, tell me a silly pickup line. Win my heart, its a good way to start. To start. Take me home, hold me high. Honey im ready to be yours. ME and You, us and ours. Keep it together, and bring it on home. And i am dreaming, giving off this feeling. Oh i am so un-alone.

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