It’s like an echo in my head
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It’s like an echo in my head
It’s like you always keep passing me by
promise me you’ll always be happy by my side
I know you can’t be mine
not the way you’ve always been
this ain’t goodbye - it is just where love goes
I’m sorry.
If I could reached that far.
I miss you
With just one kiss you could change the world
It might not be much better - but it certainly couldn’t hurt
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance.
I miss you every night you’re not next to me.
Love me, again and again.
There was a time when you let me know what was really going on below
but now you never show that to me, do you?
Love is not a victory march.
If I could write out my own dream, for the next time that I sleep, you’d be the first one that I see, and I the last one that you keep. The dream would go on and go on while we sway against all things thrown our way. And the morning would be so cruel, when it came with sunshine and warmth to blame, for announcing the end of my sweet dream.