Where I would ask for another try,
Only when I missed a penalty.
Where I would sit down and cry,
Only when I was hungry.
Where I would sit down and talk,
With girls only about school work.
Where I would get up and walk,
Straight home with some friends.
Where I would switch off the light,
Only when I was ready to sleep.
Where I would call it the night,
Only when I ate street wise feast.
Where I would turn on the phone,
Only when I wanted to play music.
Where I would leave my home,
Only when I was paying friend a visit.
All that's in the past since I met you
Now I'm in this beautiful mess with you
My life without you was cool, I miss that
My life without you, I can't even imagine that
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