We all began with good intent,
Love was raw and young,
We believed that we could change, ourselves,
The past could be undone,
But we carry on our backs the burden,
Time always reveals,
In the lonely light of morning,
In the wound that would not heal,
It’s the bitter taste of losing everything,
That I’ve held so dear...
Love was raw and young,
We believed that we could change, ourselves,
The past could be undone,
But we carry on our backs the burden,
Time always reveals,
In the lonely light of morning,
In the wound that would not heal,
It’s the bitter taste of losing everything,
That I’ve held so dear...
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