martes, 14 de enero de 2014

It's so hard to find you,
I'm standing right behind you.
The streets are much colder,
This means I'm getting older.

Why would you? How could I?
This questions lead to goodbye
But now I got my freedom,
Don't I?

I parked my car outside your house,
Hope that someday you'll come home.
Seems the man that I loved,
Is someone that I hardly know.

And after all this time,
I finally found a way to be alone.
I'm terrified, I think that I may be losing my mind.

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