słowa: taco hemingway

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Sorry that
I could never love you back
I could never care enough
In these last days

Her tears
Fell on her pages found me well
On her words I don't know what
To do or say
(...)

Heal her soul, carry her, my angel, Ohio

Green, green youth
What about the sweetness we knew
What about what's good what's true
From those days

Can't count to
All the lovers I've burned through
So why do I still burn for you
I can't say

Sorry that
I could never love you back
I could never care enough in these last days

Heal her soul, carry her, my angel, Ohio

And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it’s long gone and that magic’s not here no more
And I might be okay but I’m not fine at all

‘Cause there we are again on that little town street
You almost ran the red ’cause you were lookin’ over at me
Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well

touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you