It was cold and it rained and i felt like an actor
and i thought of love and i want to feel better
the way she walks,
her lips when she talks.
I'll miss you, you're beautiful.
But it got warm when i heard i am feeling better
and i thought of mars, a place where i would bring her
her hair, they fall
onto a face, i would call
I'll just say it, you're beautiful.
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