Do you remember...
Do you remember the nights we were spending in a hotel rooms? Do you remember the nights when we were staring at the stars and moon? Do you remember us in a car sitting in a silence? Cause I remember everything And I would repeat those days all over Do you remember when I was turning on my CD to hear my favorite tune? Do you remember everything that happened in this damn June? Cause I remember everything Now I’m sitting in that dirty bathroom, I’m lighting up my cigarette Thinking about what I can do with my life Going out, looking at full moon Wanting it all over again Wishing I could turn back that time When I was not sad at all When I was in your arms Or lying on the floor Imagining I was touching the stars Do you remember that damn day when I first time ever met your girl? I was in your house’s kitchen, standing in front of the door. Do you remember the day when you were at my place and got caught by my dad? Or do you remember those long days when we were so mad? Cause I remember everything, But I won’t repeat those days. Do you remember all the promises that you gave to me? Most of them are undone and I don’t why but I am still waiting. Can you imagine that long nights with tears on my checks? Never felt something like this, there is why you made me weak.
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Єгор Комаров
wow! amazing! where are you from???
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