Take me where I first started walking
Wish I could return the joy of initial necking
Tell me when to back off before breaking up
How can I keep my love and never put a stop?
If I'd really known before what I needed most of all
I would've stayed where my heart was and my soul
I do care for what once used to be mine
Got nothing right now, just blurred reflections
Of the broken time
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