thinking of the past
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My thoughts at 2am
Keep wandering back to you
Wondering if you think about me too
Because i can't seem to forget
Anything about us.
I remember every touch
Every laugh
When I was 5 I wanted to be a singer.
Music brought smiles to my mother’s face
and stars clouded my vision.
Because of that singing felt right,
but that was before I knew I had no talent.
