I can’t remember…
There’s nothing left for me here.
The face of the sun.
I’ll never hold you…
You’ll never hear my voice now.
Like I did that day.
I’ll always love you…
I wish it was different.
Where ever I go.
I can’t remember…
There’s nothing left for me here.
The face of the sun.
I’ll never hold you…
You’ll never hear my voice now.
Like I did that day.
I’ll always love you…
I wish it was different.
Where ever I go.
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