Notes
"Midnight,
I've got trouble sleeping.
I'm making my way up to the street
where we last kissed.
In one hand, I hold a picture of you.
In the other I hold the pieces of my heart."
"Midnight,
I've got trouble sleeping.
I'm making my way up to the street
where we last kissed.
In one hand, I hold a picture of you.
In the other I hold the pieces of my heart."
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