Secret's
Secret's
My life is runied and i can't talk with you,
you wouldn't let me be with the people i love.
I will never be able to tell you too,
and about the stars of my life shining from above.
Everytime i went away,
i made up another excuse to say.
And now i can't tell you because you wouldn't let me,
but i have so much i wanna talk about.
And you wouldn't let me be,
but i want to shout it out.
From anger and pain,
but i have to let you in all in vain.
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| Auteur: No Angel | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 06 februari 2002 | ||
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