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Hanging' low where the window sill Shines high above my head Deciphering words she might have said... Shines a yellow out to the black Sneak there out and back Catching a train on my way home. At that moment I bid innocence, "Farewell!" At that moment bye-bye to the bibs The show-and-tell. I fell in love with a Past experience Last summer was maybe a big mistake... I climbed up. You helped me in. And topics wore down thin On the return I recall my blinding grin. Before saltwater months I was just brilliant Who would've thought it ends like this? Who would've thought it ends like this? From Letras Mania