for a while, it was love and now it's gone and i could try to chase the sun but summer doesn’t stay all year long, the winter stings red like roses and green like it's thorns what's the use of loving you when i know you've been moving on? back in my bed when it is just me and you i dream of coming home and finding you there i wake up in spring and miss you all over again this feels like a relapse for a while, it was love, darling in the end i am lonely the thorns bleed me dry it's pouring and i'm tired of running honestly i hate this feeling it's still cold here and i could wait for the summer but what's the use of finding the sun? when i know you've been moving on?
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