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We had a million of days I know that our time has run out You're my everlasting groove Forget the past for the time to come In all our thoughts will meet again Never leave me out here in the cold I say For my never ending dream Love in december I will always remember A summer with passion, Fatal attraction Colours are fading Like the leaves in November What's left of the magic We felt in the springtime We had a million of days I know that our time has run out You're my everlasting groove Forget the past for the time to come In all our thoughts will meet again Never leave me out here in the cold I say For my never ending dream Love in december Letras de cancionesI will always remember A summer with passion, Fatal attraction Colours are fading Like the leaves in November What's left of the magic We felt in the springtime Caus there's a place in the world I know where I rather would be In the fabric sales of love Where everything has a happy end A world my friend In fantasy land We will be together all the time my dear In the fairytales of love Love in december I will always remember A summer with passion, Fatal attraction Colours are fading Like the leaves in November What's left of the magic We felt in the springtime For a moment a touch you feel Like a vision of an angel As our love, undecided disappears forever Always longing to have you there Fell the power and the passion Feel me slipping from your hands Please break my fall Love in december I will always remember A summer with passion, Fatal attraction Colours are fading Like the leaves in November What's left of the magic We felt in the springtime Love in december I will always remember A summer with passion, Fatal attraction Colours are fading Like the leaves in November What's left of the magic We felt in the springtime Love in december I will always remember A summer with passion, Fatal attraction Colours are fading Like the leaves in November What's left of the magic We felt in the springtime Love in december I will always remember A summer with passion, Fatal attraction Colours are fading Like the leaves in November What's left of the magic We felt in the springtime Love in december I will always remember A summer with passion, Fatal attraction Colours are fading Like the leaves in November What's left of the magic We felt in the springtime From Letras Mania