I´m staring at the sun
Till it burns in my eyes
But it slowly, slowly fades away
I´m reading all your goals
Turning pages fast
Slowly, slowly turning grey
I left all my clothes
As a pile on the floor
Only, only to come back
I left my faults behind
As i walked trough your door
Through your backyard and into the fields
Walking and crying
Dandelion grows in the dirt

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