Why
Though I think it’s time to say goodbye
I won’t, I can’t.
Every day I think about you.
2months, 3weeks! “Why?” Is still
spinning around in my head.
Every day I take a look at the windows,
hoping that you sit there crying,
crying to get in. If only you were here,
here with me were you belong.
In lovin' memory of Lize.
I won’t, I can’t.
Every day I think about you.
2months, 3weeks! “Why?” Is still
spinning around in my head.
Every day I take a look at the windows,
hoping that you sit there crying,
crying to get in. If only you were here,
here with me were you belong.
In lovin' memory of Lize.
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| Auteur: Nele | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 29 januari 2003 | ||
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