Going through old photos in the old attic upstairs.
You would join me if you cared.
Our love will never be the same like it used to be.
Love had set me free.
I saw you crying just the other night.
Nothing ever feels right.
Thought if I reminessed a bit more.
You may fall in love with me again, just like before.
Sometimes you just have to let go.
If love is there, you will know.
We went through just a little to much,
To bring back what is not there, is not love.
We crossed to many rivers and to many seas.
Love may have lost, don't you agree?
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