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it's the clothes you wear so i stop and stare and think of making a move 'cause me and her, we're diminished we're finished she wanted to give it another go my friends are my safety and paper my guide my bed feels lukewarm on both of its sides it was meant to be filled with you at least one last time i still heard a spark in your voice tonight so maybe another time we could top and tail like innocent kids, we used to be no sex in the way and no playing games that's how much it meant to me 'cause i still see a spark and it's not so dark in this world with you and if this stays broken then call me pauper, deprived of all things gold you are the goal at the bottom of my list, Letras de cancionesthe one that means more than the rest i know you're too young to be strung along but i'll make the pull so gentle i know what those three little words mean you're just too young if love is a boomerang, i hope that ours finds its way back. if love is a boomerang, i hope this won't find its way back. if love is a boomerang, i hope that ours finds its way back. if love is a boomerang, i hope that ours finds its way back. if love is a boomerang, i hope that ours finds its way back. From Letras Mania