White hands

Merabet

White hands
When I look at you I see time
Slowly passing behind
Future's lines for years were made by God
But certain things became lost

Everytime I look at you, I think
How things used to be different
And it looks like for me
We'll never turn back to 2013

Hold the past down, there's something more
Time was ruined like World Trade Center's Floors
But I'll try to be optmistic
I hope at least it lasts this friendship

Everytime I look at you, I think
How things used to be different
And it looks like for me
We'll never turn back to 2013

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