Dom 27/09/2007
Again, the same place where we’d meet
Before, I left to search for more
Greener pastures
A lake where we could swim
So freely
I long to be free
So then, have you become a man
Pretend, that everything would end
So long to the days that we spent together
So long to the nights
When I could be free
In this life its hard to choose
Who we want to be
Forgive me now my friend
I’ll be someone I know I cannot be
It’s a game
Just pretend
So long to the days that we spent together
So long to the nights
When I could be free
So long to the tweeting of the birds above me
Someday I will find a way up to those trees
Sometimes I still think about how you are doing
Some days I believe that we were meant to be
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