That Room of Yours
When I first saw you
In that room of yours
You were just a person,
Nothing but a ship passing in the night
But to me you were something else
Only for a while.
Soon I let your ship pass,
And you moved to a place
Your heart desired
Altough before you moved,
You went back to that same room
Where I first saw you
It was pretty nice to see that
You haven't changed that much
And that you haven't forgotten
That old room of yours
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