Feels like a lifetime since we met
Cause there was hope
..and now ....whats left
the bitter taste of some regret
a bunch of things we left .unsaid.
I m not the proper. Or composed . I m not that wannabe
I do remember oh , I loath that dream I had that us may be
You re taken back now by my silence
I do still cry so much my sorrows
They re drown within.
I m not your one and you re not either so damn original
That dance of two wild hearts
You turn your head each time I m leaving, and joked you like me
Enough tab keeping you re out of tune. I ll keep on dancing
On sadness left to tell its tale
Of two poor strangers we won t name .
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