Tuesday, November 17, 2009
a Million Parachutes - Sixpence None The Richer
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Like a million parachutes
The snow's coming down
I lock up the front door
And turn the lights down
In the glow of the street lights
I see them descend
Like a million parachutes
Small men on a mission
I miss the warm
And i miss the sun
And i miss the ocean
I miss everyone
And i miss the bridges
That span across the bay
Tonight it seems like ages ago
Like a million parachutes
The snow still falls
The dogs are asleep now
There's no one to call
I put on some records
And wait for the light
All those million parachutes
Now a blanket of white
I miss the warm
And i miss the sun
I miss the ocean
I miss everyone
And i miss the bridges
That span across the bay
Tonight it seems like ages ago
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I miss the warm
And i miss the sun
And i miss the ocean
I miss everyone
And i miss the bridges
That span across the bay
Tonight it seems like ages ago

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