There are times in rny life when I cry
Times with love, times with freinds
Who loves to pretend, be fear forme
Tnere are times in rny life when r·ve been search1ng
For love, for the loosed
Somtimes I been far, somc1mes 1 oeen confused
‘f’ 1mes when I s 1 eep, wnen I was awake
Times when You’d take my h.eart
Days with fun, and times with girls
Times without pride, with or without brain
Now I feel the pain

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