Heart Vacancy
>> Friday, September 17, 2010
Give me a chance I’d make a,
Permanent reservation.
I hear your heart call for love,
Then you act like there’s no room.
Room for me, or anyone,
“Don’t disturb” is all I see.
Then you act like there’s no room.
Room for me, or anyone,
“Don’t disturb” is all I see.
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