Everyday when you're walking down the street
And everybody that you
one day i went to the library
i found this book
My thoughts they wait for me
But I just can't get
Too late it's my birthday
You're not here; you're not there
I
The way things went today
The ground so cold and gray
My
I'd like to tell ya
What you want to hear
I've made
I've thought a lot about you
About what you mean to
When there’s no one to talk to
No one to think
got new shoes and they hurt my feet
when i walk
sometimes i wonder
what kind of spell you put me under
i
too da loo
it's only three weeks,
hey i know i love
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