quarta-feira, julho 6

You said you wish you did not love me anymore
You left your flowers in the back seat of my car
The things we said and did have left permanent scars
She cries, this is more than goodbye!
When I look into your eyes, you're not even there
Just a feeling, just a feeling that I have
Cause I can't believe that it's over...

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