The day I fly away
you'll think all the sweet words
I whispered in your ears
were all a big lie
the stories I made up
so the nights will be longer
that the magic will linger
you'll think all the sweet words
I whispered in your ears
were all a big lie
the stories I made up
so the nights will be longer
that the magic will linger
and on one of the sore nights
when the gift of remembrances haunt you
you'll ask questions
answers for which I never had
and will never have
know that all I know
is that I love you, truly.
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