Did I disappoint you, or let you down? Should I be
feeling guilty or let the judges frown, cause I saw the end when we would
begun, yes I saw you were blinded and I knew you had won. So took what’s mine
by eternal right, took you soul out into the night, it may be over but won’t
stop there I’m here for you if my mom only care.
How do you think about it? My demon as an angel. My
angel, you are getting older, your journey been, etched on your skin, my angel
wish I know that, what seemed so strong has been and gone. I would call you up
every Saturday evening and both stay out till the sun disappear. And we sang
“kemesraan ini janganlah cepat berlalu”. And though time goes by I will be with
you in town squire, singing “kemesraan ini janganlah cepat berlalu”.
Oh my angel I guess it over my memory plays our tune
the same old song, my angel wish I was sober, so I could see clearly now the
rain has gone.
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