Red jersey
I'm standing in your cold room.
It's dark now you're gone.
Everything is gray for me
Except your red jersey in the corner.
It still has your smell...
And that haunts me
Like the stars
We admired that one
dark September night.
It's dark now you're gone.
Everything is gray for me
Except your red jersey in the corner.
It still has your smell...
And that haunts me
Like the stars
We admired that one
dark September night.
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