beautiful he was when we were alone
we never met after because the night took him away
everything like a secret was left behind in the light
his lips hands face full of tears maybe it's best time you raise it all the pain
but still often too often too often I remember him
daily the rain is falling by the park
I stand alone
memory came over me
I remember the morning of all the sorrow
I remember the night with it he went away
He was so beautiful like the morning of that day
beautiful he was when we were alone
we never met after that because the day took him away
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