<3

You carried me over and left me there
Never been told that something that beautiful
Would bring me so high up to let me down
You're like a ghost that I can't let go
You follow every step I take
But now I might as well be the man on the moon
But I won't be around
I'll be out of sight, out of sound
Someone's gonna wait although, somewhere, sometime.....


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