you
Staring through the window,
thinking 'bout
the two of us.
Heaven cries
his lonely tears
and I cry with him.
I'll have to
make a move.
I'll have to say words.
Words
that will hurt you.
Words
which will make things clear.
But I
don't dare to speak.
Don't dare to say what's on my mind
I am leaving the future
behind.
thinking 'bout
the two of us.
Heaven cries
his lonely tears
and I cry with him.
I'll have to
make a move.
I'll have to say words.
Words
that will hurt you.
Words
which will make things clear.
But I
don't dare to speak.
Don't dare to say what's on my mind
I am leaving the future
behind.
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| Auteur: Petronella | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: simpel | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 november 2000 | ||
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