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Lost Memories

I’ll never get to heaven or even to L.A. I know I hold grudges but I never get my way You’re out there living the American dream While I’m sitting here alone trying to be me You make fun of everything I do But everything is for you I wish I could smile It’s been such a long while I have nightmares when I sleep Now all I ever do is weep I’ve got a lot on my mind I still secretly wish you could have been mine

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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