October
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I´m standing outside the window and I see you in there
I try to knock on the glas butt the sound dies out
The wind is soo cold and the snow turns to water and falling down my cheek
I can cry and you would never know that the tears are for sorrow
No tears of happyness, no tears of joy, only tears of a broken heart
I´m not a part of us anymore
I feel so alone and forgotten
Don´t you remember the funny days we had?
Our lafter in the early morning?
Have you forgotten me?
I have become a spot on the wall, an old memory of someone you used to know
Please remember me again...
I try to knock on the glas butt the sound dies out
The wind is soo cold and the snow turns to water and falling down my cheek
I can cry and you would never know that the tears are for sorrow
No tears of happyness, no tears of joy, only tears of a broken heart
I´m not a part of us anymore
I feel so alone and forgotten
Don´t you remember the funny days we had?
Our lafter in the early morning?
Have you forgotten me?
I have become a spot on the wall, an old memory of someone you used to know
Please remember me again...
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