Oh beautiful moon, sing me your song
Make it slow and
These old shoes ain't gettingany younger
This young mind ain't getting
I hate it when the light goes from your eyes
And
What if we were alone would you be the same
So many things are trying to keep me
And so many
Sometimes we fall down and can't get back up
We're hiding
Seconds, hours, so many days
You know what you want, but
Soooo...
Strumming on my six string
Wondering what this world might bring
Littl
When you fall you're falling hard
And you wonder when it's
Lying next to you
Wishing I could disappear
Let you fall asleep
And
In the night, I hear 'em talkColdest story ever toldSomewhere
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