Thursday, September 23, 2010

She needs me now but I can't seem to find a time.

"But we're gonna start by
Drinking old cheap bottles of wine,
Sit talking up all night,
Saying things we haven't for a while, a while, yeah.
We're smiling but we're close tears.
Even after all these years,
We just now got the feeling that we're meeting for the first time..."
- For the First Time, The Script

This song effortlessly justifies my fanaticism for this band. All hail.

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