Oh dream, America dream, I can't even speek from the light's early dawn. Scream, America scream, believe what you see from heroes and cons? mod in: http://greendaymitici.forumcommunity.net/
The days feel like years when I'm alone...the bed where you lie is made up on your side.. I've never felt this way before, everything that I do reminds me of you... The clothes you left, they lie on the floor... When you're gone the pieces of my heart are missing you... When you're gone the face I came to know is missing too...
