Swipe me
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Are we too young to feel this old?
You know my mind how it convinces me that you won't stay
So many opinions so much waste
Don't you think we should be there by now?
Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love? Can the child within my heart rise above? Can I sail through the changin’ ocean tides? Can I handle the seasons of my life?
- Fleetwood Mac
I am afraid to say it but i know you will forget about me
it will all be alright it will all be alright it will all be alright it will all be alright it will all be alright it will all be alright it will all be alright it will all be alright it will all be alright
Sometimes I see her in a window reflection but never in the mirror.
Can we go and like the mountains be whatever we want to be?
Don’t believe me
When I say I’ve got it all figured out
Close the book