Letra de A Week At The Most
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A Week At The Most
Fireside
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Am I forgotten and alone
I try to manage on my own
The memory grows cold
And my eyes dry out
Didn't she tell me I was the one?
How come she tried
Three years in a row?
Her hair in my mouth
Her annoying sighs
She said I was good sometimes
A week at the most
I tried to make up to that
But now all is lost
I found her crying at the shore
And I was too dumb to let her go
I miss that sand and I miss that snow
I try to manage on my own
The memory grows cold
And my eyes dry out
Didn't she tell me I was the one?
How come she tried
Three years in a row?
Her hair in my mouth
Her annoying sighs
She said I was good sometimes
A week at the most
I tried to make up to that
But now all is lost
I found her crying at the shore
And I was too dumb to let her go
I miss that sand and I miss that snow
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