I think of you and I ask why
How did we let this love just die?
I called you love, my dreams were yours
Now all that's left are broken doors
We dreamed of home and babies too
Now you're a stranger I once knew
I see you walking down the street
And hope again we'll never meet
You said blonde hair was not your thing
But tell me, love, who keeps a ring?
We never know what comes our way
Now I'm lost, while you don't stray
You walk straight lines, your life feels blessed
While I'm stuck in gardens, never at rest
But don't you worry, wish you well
Say hi to your mom, she thought I'd dwell
She thought I was the chosen one
But look at us, we're said and done
No love remains, just cold regret
A silent wall where hope once met.
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