Let’s go way back to when things were blue.
Short mornings end with long nights,
And all I think of is you.
Smiles that cracks my face,
And feelings that were unknown.
You’re stuck in my head like a glue,
Only if wishes came true,
I hope for a day you come through.
I never want to crack the man I’ve become,
It feels like a new day.
Long day that ends with short nights,
Happy face that smiles inside,
And memories that doesn’t see you.
But all that are my greatest fears,
Cause all I want to do is touch up with you.
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