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On the street, with the trees

I found it all here, where everything’s happened

With the wind blowing

All my wishes I have seen.



I cheated

And I don’t know what’s in your head

I just don’t know.



I washed my sins to make it younger

Oh, how I wish

I’ve seen those tears in your eyes

Does it makes you feel alright?





I feel so shame

How much I ruined you

I know you hate me

But tell me

Do I have to run for cover?



1/31/03