I'm lying alone with my head on the phone
Thinkin'
Here... We are...
Going back to the start
When I thought we've
He doesn't taste like you
He doesn't touch like you
No, I
Can't you see
You mean everything to me
You're in
On Monday morning I feel blue
And, boy, it's all because
Like a dream, a childhood fantasy
You came to me,
Oh no, there you go again You're so trying to
You've been the first in my life Who has ever
Tu amiga destellaz con tu luzPresencias mi agonia y mi
(nothing looks good on me but you) (nothing looks good
(oh, te amor, te amor, te quiero) I have always
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