I remember cheering you on, at every football game. Shoutin’ number twenty as a running back takes your place. I wave from the bleachers on the 30 yard line, you only look away. Don’t you see? What it does to me? When the game is cold and the crowd goes home. I get my chance with you alone. All you seem to do, is look right through me. I dreamt of you a thousand times, but you don’t even bat an eye. It doesn’t matter what I do or how I try. I’m always the girl on the sideline.
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Justin Bieber story, hij is niet beroemd hier.
[ bericht aangepast op 27 juli 2011 - 12:33 ]
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