Life is a song. The chorus is you. I come back to you two, three, four times; we sound good together. Life is a song. Every Monday is expressed in the first line. The staircases, hallways, trains and cars I have been in, near or on are between the lyrics, leading me to the next place or time. The two lines before you are friends (best friends, old friends, new friends). These lines change...
Lyrics at Final Draft
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