Lyrics

I stole away from my house despising you I stole away from my house despising you Thousand years old Thousand years old Thousand years old One medication, one thing to bring you over One thing to make it nice, tonight I'll tell you Don't ever really need it, somehow it's taking over Sometimes we seek at night, and it bind us I stole away from my house despising you All the trails, my loves like homeward tears Thousand years old One medication, one thing to bring you over One thing to make it nice, and tonight I'll tell you Don't ever really need it, somehow it's taking over Sometimes we seek at night, and the light won't go
Writer(s): Paul H. Williams, Barbra Streisand Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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