Friday 26 March 2010 photo 3/4
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We had a fight, you cried and ran away
Now it’s late, 4am, can’t reach you
If I could turn back time and make you stay
Maybe then I would still be near you
You’re out of my life, it cuts me like a knife
I’m wounded and it hurts, it hurts, it hurts
Since I can’t tell you
You’re out of my life, but did you have to die?
And now it’s too late, too late, too late to say I’m sorry
It’s taken me across the universe
You were there when I was hurtful
And suddenly, one day you left this world
Now I’m lost, on my own, it’s over
Now it’s late, 4am, can’t reach you
If I could turn back time and make you stay
Maybe then I would still be near you
I’m wounded and it hurts, it hurts, it hurts
Since I can’t tell you
You’re out of my life, but did you have to die?
And now it’s too late, too late, too late to say I’m sorry
You were there when I was hurtful
And suddenly, one day you left this world
Now I’m lost, on my own, it’s over
Annons
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