The dirt rests beneath the carpets of the city. things
A glass breaks
It's an old photo
Landscape with smiles, at the sea
She is, she is very cold in her decisions
à He doesn't know what to say, they spent the nights
With their books and alarm clocks
Set at different times
He walks slowly
He drags his feet
And with every step
Think about calling her and saying
I love you, I love you
Do you want to dance the last time?
Do you want to kiss me?
Do you want to come back?< br/>The last dance
To kiss you again
One last hug
And I promise that I will leave
That I will leave
That I will be gone
That I will be gone
That I will be gone
I love you

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