you
Sitting here alone in my room can't get you out of my head Looking at the silent moon Wished I was with you instead Thinkin' of all the words we said in the past It's your name that I still call Is there nothing to make it last? Doesn't it matter at all? Your lovely eyes, are you dreaming of me too?
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| Auteur: jolien2 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 28 juni 2002 | ||
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