Prologue.
Cold house, white light
Yellow lamps on blackened skies
Duffel hoods and deep brown eyes
I sing you a song that I think you'll like
And we'll walk to places we always go
A million faces I don't know
I say the words you'd always hope
Set our hearts on racing even though
I know what you told me
I know that it's all over
And I know I can't keep calling
Just every time I run
I keep on falling on you
Yellow lamps on blackened skies
Duffel hoods and deep brown eyes
I sing you a song that I think you'll like
And we'll walk to places we always go
A million faces I don't know
I say the words you'd always hope
Set our hearts on racing even though
I know what you told me
I know that it's all over
And I know I can't keep calling
Just every time I run
I keep on falling on you
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Nieuwsgierig!
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Ik ben echt enorm nieuwsgierig (:
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