| I've got scars - And I've got pain. Leave me be - Let me lay. The river flows home - But I stay here. It's within me - It's my fear. Open the window - To let me fly. She left me long ago - And didn't say good bye. The river flows backwards - My pain runs through. Because all I had left - Was you. I am old now - A rounded stone. Leave me be - To float home. |
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