Just when I Thought you were the one.
That I was the flower, under your sun.
Despite all these problems, Left undone.
I found the easiest way, To run.
Run away from you.
Run away from what's true.
Run away from you.
Run away from what makes me blue.
Problems don't get solved that easy..
It's often hard,
You just have to face them...
And look inside your heart!
Just when I thought I found perfection,
And all i needed was affection,
I found that i was wrong in my selection,
You shouldn't have won the election,
to rule my heart...
(2010)
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