(T. Flakne/B. Icon)
As she drives, through the townwhere she once, played aroundin these streetsoh memories, are what's left herelittle note, on her bedjust some words, that leave it all unsaidoh Mama don't you cryhey Papa don't ask why
Love cries, love burnslove drives you, to the point of no returnlove lies, love burnslove drives you, to the point of no return
Restless boy, took her heartlike a toy, he tore it all apartin her mind, she'll never love againwith the wind, in her hairshe stops and says a little prayeroh Mama don't you cryhey Papa don't ask why
Love cries, love burnslove drives you, to the point of no returnlove lies, love burnslove drives you, to the point of no return
Under a purple skyshe turns her head,and says goodbye
Love cries, love burnslove drives you, to the point of no returnlove lies, love burnslove drives you, to the point of no return
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