lunes, 9 de junio de 2014

What can I say, I am left behind 
So I take a drink, another cigarette 
I can’t forget that you once were mine 

What can I say? 
I guess it wasn’t meant to be 
Now you’re gone, 
It’s just, your love is like a drug 

It’s been so long 
Your folks have bet you gone 
I know that you’re alive inside 
So I hope and pray you won’t throw this love away 
I just wish that you still were mine

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