Tears fall like rain
On the cold window panes.
I can see the condensation
On the glass
I've stepped forward
Now there's no going back
Now who's to say
That I'm not afraid
For I am
Terrified
And I have
Never cried ...
So much.
On the cold window panes.
I can see the condensation
On the glass
I've stepped forward
Now there's no going back
Now who's to say
That I'm not afraid
For I am
Terrified
And I have
Never cried ...
So much.
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