I dream of the past.
I think of my mistakes.
I wonder what could have been.
I've moved on.
I've accepted the fact.
But you can't blame a man for wondering.
My dreams feel so real.
I think of my mistakes.
I wonder what could have been.
I've moved on.
I've accepted the fact.
But you can't blame a man for wondering.
My dreams feel so real.
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