It's fun, too many summers
I haven't seen her then
But I'll only love her
To chase a dream, I miss you
Yeah the car drives to the suburbs
I've never seen her crave
All my home comforts, the TV screen
The nights with you
Oh why do I deserve this?
I was never good on purpose
So why, oh why?
It's fun, too many summers
I haven't seen her then
But I'll only love her
To chase a dream, I miss you
And oh why do I deserve this?
I was never good on purpose
So why do I deserve this?
I was never good on purpose
Oh why, oh why?
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