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Inseparables

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 21.06.2012

Hey it's good to see you
And you're doing well
But... deep down i love you
As you can probably tell
I wished i could believe
I could be the one
To care for and love you baby
As i could have done

I know now that everything had
To end this way
I wanted to believe in love
That it would finally stay
And i send you to the world
And i send you with a kiss
I know now that you're the one
That i will always miss

Hey it's good to see you
And you're doing well
But deep down i love you
And i feel like hell

I wished i could believe
I could be the one
To care for and love you baby
As i could have done

I know now that everything had
To end this way
I wanted to believe in love
That it would finally stay
And i send you to the world
And i send you with a kiss
But i know now that you're the one
That i will always miss


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