Was I dreaming?
My love..
How many times this evening;
I'm asking you.
And I'm tired of whining.
From the pain of the one evening
And tire my soul.
You're walking away from me.
And the heart loves you.
My love..
How many times this evening;
I'm asking you.
And I'm tired of whining.
From the pain of the one evening
And tire my soul.
You're walking away from me.
And the heart loves you.
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