You wont see me again,
To me you are you're more than just a friends,
But for that we we are floored, for that we'll never be,
No more than this dremt memory.
Don't be scared, don't be sad,
From no fault of your own this feelings bad,
For my heart is locked, the door is nailed shut,
No thief, no soul can prize what can be took
No thief, no soul can prize what can be took.
Away-ayyyyy
These crossroads, which way to go?
Who gets hurts, who knows?
These crossroads, which way to go?
The only road I know, that's where I'll go.
These lonley lanes along, this is no dream,
To ruin what perfection I have seems,
A foolish thought, A thought of misery,
These lonley lanes I walk they're not for me.
This doubt is like a cold I cannot shake,
For weeks I better not yet contemplate,
That dates back, the hand is sharp and quick,
A torn man, I'm left with all to slip,
A torn man, I'm left with all to slip.
Away-ayyyyy
These crossroads, which way to go?
Who gets hurts, who knows?
These crossroads, which way to go?
The only road I know, that's where I'll go.
The only road I know, that's where I'll go.
The only road I know, that's where I'll go.
That's where I'll go.

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