Magic Talking Looking-Glass
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
 


You want her, you need her
And yet you don't believe her
When she says her love is dead
You think she needs you

And in her eyes, you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years

You stay home, she goes out
She says that long ago she knew someone but now he's gone
She doesn't need him
your day breaks, your mind aches
There will be times when all the things she said will fill your head
You won't forget her

The Beatles. For no one.
 
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