This place was never the same again after you came and went. How can you say "you" meant anything different to anyone standing alone on the street with a cigarette on the first night we met? Look to the past and remember her smile and maybe tonight I can breathe for awhile. I'm not in the seat I think I'm fallin' asleep but then all that it means is I'll always be dreaming of you
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