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Det är fint med snö. And the thoughts that I'm left with Is making such a mess There's nothing more confusing than the loss You've caused yourself And, all in all I feel you're like me and We're the trees still green in november And I know I can't remember summer being so gone And I will play along But it feels, It feels so much That we don't know what we're doing And I never knew, never thought They could play along, honey But they don't know what they're doing And I know I won't admit it And I don't want to say it But I still look for you in the park On my way home each day And no, I won't admit it Not even to my friends They think I'm doing well And I even lie to myself How long can you keep a secret from yourself Like that storm that blew me back two years To that first step I took away from you And the hope that you left It's hidden in my room and I'm a strong woman But sometimes I'm weak for you And on and on, I close my eyes and I'm still there, I'm still there
Annons
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