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Fireside
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A Week At The Most
作词:Kristofer Astrom, Pelle Gunnefeldt, Frans Johansson, Per Nordmark
Am I forgotten and alone I try to manage on my own The memory grows cold And my eyes dry out
Didn't she tell me I was the one? How come she tried Three years in a row? Her hair in my mouth Her annoying sighs 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
She said I was good sometimes A week at the most I tried to make up to that But now all is lost
I found her crying at the shore And I was too dumb to let her go I miss that sand and I miss that snow
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