"I’d like to ride my bicycle with you
On the handlebars you’d laugh and run away
And I’d chase you through the meadow
Without you I’d die
Let’s never say good-bye"
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Happiness oh dear happiness...
Don't turn your back on me when I thought we were friends.
You wish I were 19 with black long hair and skinny arms.
Clueless and hopeful, dreaming in tears.
I think you loved me when I didn't love my self
I think you adored me when I was flying in your haze
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