"Now there's no point in placing the blame And you should know I'd suffer the same If I lose you my heart will be broken Love is a bird... she needs to fly Let all the hurt inside of you die You're frozen when your heart's not open If I could melt your heart We'd never be apart Give yourself to me You hold the key"
January 1, 1970
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