I've made up my mind.
To live in memory of the lonesome times.
I can't stop wanting you.
It's useless to say.
So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday.
Those happy hours that we once knew.
Tho' long ago, they still make me blue.
They say that time heals a broken heart.
But time stood still since we've been apart.
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