My heart skips a beat when you run your fingers through her hair
My mind is filled with emptiness, my mind filled with dispair.
Because you're not mine.
I look at her and think it's so unfair,
That you hold her hand, yet mine is bare.
Because you're not mine.
My mind is filled with emptiness, my mind filled with dispair.
Because you're not mine.
I look at her and think it's so unfair,
That you hold her hand, yet mine is bare.
Because you're not mine.
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