On a morning...


On a morning I wake up and see, that my relation was history.

I ask him something, do you hate my, and he said no.

It was a lie, I know sure, he don’t loves my, but her.

Go away, come on on, because you see it, our love is gone.

Go away, come on on, because you see it, our love is gone.

 I don’t now her  name, but it is the same:

You are not any more, a friend of my,

but my enemy.

 
Go away, come on on, because you feel it, your love is gone.

Go away, come on on, because you feel it, your love is gone.

 
 I said dear is the door, go away, you don’t have support, that’s

So shere, but go, go away for her, yeh go go away for her!

PACK YOUR BAGS AND GO AWAY, NOW!!

 
Go away, come on on, do you know it, my love is gone.

Go away, come on on, do you know it, my love is gone.

Gone gone gone gone gone, totally gone!

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11-10-2006 om 15:21 geschreven door Astra  

11-10-2006 om 15:13 geschreven door Astra