A walk trough my story
A walk in the moonlight,
a kiss in the daylight.
You gave it a name,
The love of our story.
A talk with your friends,
a greatness pretend,
You played just a game,
The love of my life.
I picked up a pen,
a write block, a white one,
I turned on the paper,
and write my name alone.
And the you came in it,
like the booger-man handsome,
I gave you a job,
to ruin my life.
And then, you died in my book,
you did never take a look,
back, and saw me crying.
Just like I wanted too,
you dissapeared from me,
and my dreams came trough.
A walk in the moonlight,
a kiss in the daylight.
I gave it a name,
who nothing recalled.
A talk with my friends about,
the weather, some laughing,
I played just a game here,
the game called my life.
Gezongen op langzame muziek (rock ballads)
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