Remember when you were young. You shone like the sun ~
Now there's a look in your eyes Like black holes in the sky
Nice people
sábado
Whenever I want you around, yeah.
All I gotta do,
Is call you on the phone,
And you'll come running home,
Yeah, that's all I gotta do.
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