(Dedication/Inspiration: Simply Red)
Holding back the years,
Till we meet again,
You're my angel,
So every time we say,
Good-bye,
It just rekindles a new flame.
Something got me started,
but to the untrained eye,
They'll proclaim,
It's only love.
If you don't know me by now,
I won't feel bad,
As long as you remember our first time,
You'll know,
I'm so not over you.
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