I fell for you like leaves do,
I bent for you like knees do,
What could I do
But leave you.
Plans of mice and men, end,
And we lose our way,
And it hurts to care,
Picking stars from the air.
I played with you,
I hid from you,
I'll see you
Dreaming.
Aug 3, 2023
Aug 3, 2023 at 5:31 PM UTC
I fell for you like leaves do,
I bent for you like knees do,
What could I do
But leave you.
Plans of mice and men, end,
And we lose our way,
And it hurts to care,
Picking stars from the air.
I played with you,
I hid from you,
I'll see you
Dreaming.
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