I say that was the day
I can not still forget.
I say that was the day
Of which I won't regret.
The sun in paradise
Was shining bright, you say
That was the cost, the price
We both have to pay.
I miss you, I'm making notes
About happy days,
The whisper of your thoughts,
The beauty of your face.
I miss you, I still hear
The magic of your voice
Why did you disappear?
Why have you made the choice?
Wrong choice
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