Saturday, September 22, 2007 @ 12:19 AM
boy,
I wish that you come hold me
When I'm lonely.
When I need someone to talk to,
You would phone me.
Just like everything you told me
When we ride
When we ride, we ride
It's till the day that we die
Boy, you forget about the promises
Made me, and now I let the memories
Fade away, but I remember what
You used to say
When we ride...