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Runaway Dreams

This town full of stale ale smells, 

And broken dreams 

And still I love it 

and I love you my friend, 

Even though you were his lover, 

I have forgiven that, 

We smile at each other, 

And nod and exchange 

Our lives 

And you are beautiful, 

In my eyes, 

As friendship goes 

An angel, 

Even though you are fallen, 

You will rise again, 

Im sure 

 

◄ Liar Liar,.

We were ►

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