Treasure Island

Jenna Dandurand


Fly Away with Me


just fly away with me,
never look back.
i'm right here for you,
just never look back.
it's a black hole you've left,
never look back.
they don't care,
never look back.
just fly away,
into the sunset,
we can go anywhere,
just away from here.
just fly away with me,
never look back.
they aren't missing you,
never look back.
i'm all you need,
never look back.
stay with me,
don't leave.
just don't look back,
your place is forgotten,
no one misses you,
just go.
fly away with me,
never look back.
i love you,
that's all you need.
people aren't looking for you,
aren't calling your name.
fly away.
fly away with me,
and never look back.

Submitted: Monday, April 13, 2009

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