
So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans,
Holding me closer til our eyes meet,
You wont ever be alone… Wait for me to come home.

oh darlin’, i was blind to let you go
i want you back | jackson 5

It’s Getting Harder To Pretend, And I’m Not Coming Back Around Again. Remember When.

It hurts too much to hum thing.
But it also hurts too much not to.