اصل بول
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Still searching
But I haven't found her yet
Still searching
She seems so so hard to get
Sometimes I wish that I had forgotten
That every picture disappear
They bring back memories what once was and
When you were near
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for God's sake
I'm searching
Roam the streets that we used to walk
Find nothing
Guess I'd need the eyes of a hawk
My heart turned cold when we two parted
And I still suffer from this chill
You left me here all broken-hearted
With a space to fill
But one day
I guess I'll bump into her
Without warning
But possibly not until
I've stopped searching
