Pocketful of Dreams

Vanities are only charity,
And she makes donations at the Tiffanys,
Life is hard without a credit card to get by, get by.

She sold her dreams for security,
To a man that now, she hardly ever sees.
With a cold martini in her hand, she don't mind, don't mind...

So throw all your luxuries aside,
You can't take them with you when you die,
Still when I look into your,
eyes are full of dollar signs,

Oh, reach,
Into a pocketful of dreams,
Oh, now,
before they fall out of the seams
Oh, take a chance
Don't matter if you fail,
you're too scared to try 'cause you might break a nail.



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Postat av: Julia

ÅÅÅHHH!! JAG ÄLSKAR BILLY TALENT! :DD

2009-09-19 @ 09:46:05
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