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about my ex |
| Maybe, if life's road had turned a different way, But that didn't happen, she didn't stay. Maybe, if she'd understood why He stared out the window Looking at the sky Maybe, she'd still be there. He used to call her his Angel, As he looked into her eyes. Why did he go so cold and remote? What's so special 'bout the skies? In the end she couldn't bear To sit and watch him stare and stare. To never talk and never share Any tender moments, felt her heart would tear. Now she thinks about those days Maybe, if life's road had turned a different way? |