I see your sky is coming down
with the same color
Look at the state of this place
The dishes are piled
Oh there’s a whisper in the wind
Something’s going on among
These days I get up real early, I take a
It's come to an end
What we were is gone
Eyes dark
Hearts
With cherry red lipstick and high heels on
I'm gonna go
Sunkissed clouds dance above the ground
Making everything feel light
Winter take
You've got your arm around my shoulder
Feels strange but familiar
You've
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