Eight کے بول

well, the things you want to take with you i see in your face. and the things you left behind are quickly replaced. a picture may be worth a thousand words to some but only one for me. tonight is like the night i told you everything and anything. you know. but the air's a little cleaner now. and the cigarettes i quit. like the way we were. i held you in my arms. you were safe with me. and we would have a good life. so now i guess there's nothing left to do and not much to say. and the radio is so useless from the shit that they play. it seems it's been a little while since smiles were draped across your face. somehow i think i took for granted that your never gonna change. i guess this is the time and place for anything. like the way we were. i held you in my arms. you were safe with me. and we would have a good life. i liked the way we were. i held you in my arms. i whispered in your ear that we would have a good life