I still get the same old feeling
Tearing the others of your mind
And telling me that maybe I'm not really over you
I still get the same old yearning
Tearing my heart inside out
Now there can't be any doubt
I'm still not over you
The autumn where you come
You know my name
A year ago now
Someone doesn't really look the same
I think it was not
The place that we would go
Still play the song we used to know
I still get the same old feeling
Tearing the others of your mind
And telling me that maybe I'm not really over you
I still get the same old yearning
Tearing my heart inside out
Now there can't be any doubt
I'm still not over you
I still get the same old yearning
That cottonz wear we used to play
Is overgrown now
And withering with little
pieces then
A Just summer of now
The limes of yearnenden
Still bring back sad мест 43 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 complies
Musur
I still get the same old feeling, telling others of your mind, and telling me that maybe I'm not really all for you, I still get the same old yearning, tearing my heart inside out, now there can be any doubt, I'm still not all for you,
I'm still not all for you,
I'm still not all for you,