I wish that I could
wake up with amnesia
and forget about the
stupid little things.
Like the way it felt to
fall asleep next to you.
wake up with amnesia
and forget about the
stupid little things.
Like the way it felt to
fall asleep next to you.
Sometimes I start to wonder,
was it just a lie?
If what we had was real,
how could you be fine?
'Cause I'm not fine at all.
was it just a lie?
If what we had was real,
how could you be fine?
'Cause I'm not fine at all.
[ bericht aangepast op 2 juli 2014 - 17:40 ]
You will never know, just how beautiful you are to me.