Do You
Do you ever sit there and think it wasn't the same?
I gave to you what I couldn't sustain.
Your soft touch lingers within my reign.
I'm waiting for a day, where you can come back again....
We started what we couldn't retain, we let our ambition take the game.
Now we have nothing left...we could have been but its too late.
It's not the same
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