. . .
when no one cares
and the phone never rings
the nights are endless things
you're like a child that cries
and no one heeds the crying
you're like a star that dies
and seems to keep on dying
when no one cares
you count souvenirs
and they glisten with your tears
when no one cares but you
[junior boys / when no one cares]
and the phone never rings
the nights are endless things
you're like a child that cries
and no one heeds the crying
you're like a star that dies
and seems to keep on dying
when no one cares
you count souvenirs
and they glisten with your tears
when no one cares but you
[junior boys / when no one cares]
k to day - 27. Nov, 00:45
