I laid my head on your head, as we danced to my bed,
I�m learning to forget about you, forget about you.
You laid your hand on me, said you felt me completely,
I�m learning to forget about you, forget about you.
Time is a wine that gets better when mine but we don�t drink no more.
You filled up my cup thought it would be enough and walked out the door.
11:25 a.m. - 2014-10-03
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