on nights like these i wish i could be free <br />from your grace, from your hold, from your apathy <br />but then you look at me. <br />you look at me. <br /> <br />the rearview mirror is where we're destined to fall <br />and then we back right up, back right up <br />into the water where we all settled down <br />and then we fall in love, <br />we fall in love. <br /> <br />and i fell for you when i swore i wouldn't <br />i gave my heart to you, i put my trust in you <br />and even when i didnt think could <br />i still told you the truth. <br />i told you the truth.<br /><br />Desiree Whitamore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hm-you-d-have-to-hear-the-tune/
