April
Saturday 6 March 2010 photo 1/2
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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
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
Annons
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