One by one
we fell in love,
and into the night we flew.
But how does one
stay in love,
when only nostalgia grew?
I’ll think of you
throughout my days,
and pray that you find your way.
One by one,
we fell in love,
but nothing is here to stay.
One by one
we fell in love,
and into the night we flew.
But how does one
stay in love,
when only nostalgia grew?
I’ll think of you
throughout my days,
and pray that you find your way.
One by one,
we fell in love,
but nothing is here to stay.
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