Remember when you left me in the rain
I have fallen in sprain
Left me on the sinking boat
With all my luck I float
You leave me talking the telephone
Tripping like an ice cream cone
In the air without a parachute
Falling like a fruit
Even if your leaving me
Our friendship is for free
I'm here friend
A friendship that cannot be bend
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