viernes, 17 de junio de 2011

Thought I ran into you down on the street
Then it turned out to only be a dream
I made a point to burn all of the photographs
She went away and then I took a different path
(...)

The regrets are useless
In my mind
She's in my head
I must confess
The regrets are useless

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