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The Mondays comeAnd the Fridays goI'm like a child waiting for the postman at the front doorAnd it's been weeksBut still no signI even tried holding my breathe to help me pass the timeAnd I thought I knew heartacheAnd I thought I knew heartbreakBut I've never known anything like this beforeAnd the winters ice has meltedThe air is warm and sweetAnd the baby birds are singing as the world rustles from it's sleepBut I guess that I should know by nowThat nothing ever lastsAnd all we're ever left with is our "I'm sorry"s and our regretsI thought I knew heartacheI thought I knew heartbreakBut I've never known anything like this beforeNo I've never known anything like this before From Letras Mania