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I wish that I could believe that there's a day you'll

I wish that I could believe
that there's a day you'll come back to me

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posted January 12, 2016 at 4:13pm UTC tagged with nmq, lyrics, justwantyoutoknow, quote

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stood there and watched you walk away from everything we had but i still mean every word i said to you

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