Red lips make up the words that will
Bend my soul
I was better off without you
If only...
I dreamed of kissing you again
Five minutes
In a glorious heaven
And holding your tiny
Hand again,
Was the thrill sweetie.
Just like loving you
If only...
Sometimes time changes
People or things
Maybe my love has changed
To a half pained complacenacy
If only...
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