So many times, I've wondered what became of you.And all of those dreams once full, before we came to.And I know this happens for a reason,And I knowit's all part of the plan,but, all this wisdom won't keep me from freezingfrom that look in your eyesoh yeah, the look in your eyes.It comes and it goes but your memory, still stays at nightand wish from my fingers always *remains my own little lie *






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