كلمات Closet

Where’s our memories? Full of happiness I know it’s in my shoes box somewhere in my closet Where’s our memories? Full of stupid lies? I know it’s in my shoes box somewhere in my closet Put your tail between your legs, and be gone, gone! There’s a deep forest in my closet with full of secrets You’d better not to step into it If you do it, if you do it, you’ll never get out of it Some of smiling pics of cute little couples and a broken boom-box When we had a fight And the teared up letters with the secret codes And the silver coins came far from here Put your tail between your legs, and be gone, gone! There’s a deep forest in my closet with full of secrets You’d better not to step into it If you do it, if you do it, you’ll never get out of it Some of smiling pics of cute little couples and a broken boom-box When we had a fight Where’s our memories gone? Full of happiness I know where it is I know where it is