Песня: Days Go By You...You You are still a whisper on my lips I feel it at my fingertips Pulling at my skin You You leave when I'm at my worst A feeling as if I've been cursed Bitter cold within
Days go by and still I think of you Days when I couldn't live my life without you Without You Without You
You are still a whisper on my lips I feel it at my fingertips Pulling at my skin You leave me when I'm at my worst A feeling as if I've been cursed Bitter cold within
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