Verse #1: Sunday was cold, On one of those days, when the city's all dressed in a bright winter's grace. It was the time when we met unexpectedly.
I was waiting for you, the time ran so slow with a book in my hands Covered in snow, then you finally became my new mistery.
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A girl with tired eyes, what is on your mind? A girl with tired eyes tell me.
Verse #2:
By the window disturbed by blinking lights and the winds You told me lots of those cute little things. you said you like cheese and you like to drive, and i told you a short story of my life.
we've had something in common, like places we've seen. like thoughts how people get spoiled and mean. I knew i had to leave, god, i didn't believe it was that late.