One day you'll see It was wrong to leave me I light a candle in your memory Turn off the lights and cry myself to sleep My mascara's running down my
You told me you loved me But it never really felt that way Just another game you played It always seemed to make me stay You said you adored me But you
On our first date, we met at the arcade You played my dancing game But we saw the moves you missed And ooh-ed that mean o' guess We went to date number
Hasn't it only been a day Since you began to pack your things? Has it only been a week Since you told me you are to leave? And has it only been a month
I M me if you care I am so lost without you I M me if you're there I am alone, so far from you It's since so long since I last saw you Just one kiss
I still remember the first time I saw you In the library lift up to the twenty fourth floor From where I stood, you looked like an angel So I didn't move
I'm sorry that I never Called you yesterday It wasn't that the kiss we shared Didn't mean a thing I think about you constantly You never leave my mind
It wasn't your perfume No, I don't think I sensed it It wasn't your wristwatch And its over sized digits It wasn't your handbag Though I don't think
This romance is fading, I'm tired of complaining Every single move you make ends up being a big mistake You constantly embarrass me in front of friends
Do you remember the day we left the Earth? I thought it was for good It's been two years since then I think At the time we thought we should But I miss
Edith Wharton's lovely figurines Still speak to me today From their mantelpiece in time Where they wrestle and they play With passions and with prudences
of people don't want you to change They just want you to stay the same They want to keep you in between So hold that pose like a figurine Figurine
con il burro nelle vene in un mondo pieno di iene quante belle statuine siamo tutti figurine tanto sonno sete e fame tante belle figurine polverine
Edith wharton's lovely figurines Still speak to me today From their mantlepiece in time Where they wrestle and they play With passions and with prudences
miroirs eleves au mepris de soi ? Et la qu?est ce que tu vois dans cette vitrine ? Un reflet, Une ombre, une proie, Une victime prisonniere du verre Une figurine
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