Preferred Band/Artist: BlackByrd
How does the moon and how does the sun
Go on, go on? How does it go on?
You have trickled away the heart of my soul
And I really must ask, was it really such fun?
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We played the same way
You were inside my head
We were sliding, making memories
And then it stopped dead
You stopped, heart unkind
And from me you fled
I’m reeling, I’m reeling
So blind, so blind
At the break of the dawn, with the stars still ashine
I remember the days when I thought you were mine
And I wonder again, was it something I did?
You fade, I feel played, oh the tears I have shed
CHORUS
Move on, yes I must, I will take the next day
And swallow it down, though it’s bitter and clay
From my life I erase all your pictures, its strife
Deleting your numbers like erasing your life
CHORUS
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