Old Flame
Old Flame
The sky's on fire and it does nothing for me, dear
Not when you're so far away from here,
from me, and I miss you so desperately,
wondering who got your new years kiss; it should've been me,
but then again, why would we-
- nevermind. There's colours falling down as I'm
drowning in champagne
and required happiness and dreams, it rains,
it rains and rains in sparks and rainbows and in pain.
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