Sonate 1
How sick I feel with out you
I wish you knew
That I realy care about you
That I realy need you.
Oh, boy I wish you'd feel
As much as I feel to you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, my sweet boy, my deer
Return to me and I swear
You wount regret it!
My sunlight, be mine
As it was befor
Once and for all!
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