I found a photo in my house
It was you at the lake
Behind that beautiful smile
Are the hills and the trees
Im sorry I wasnt there
Im sorry Im always late
Im sorry I wasnt able to go with you
On that vacation tour
You said youll be waiting but you dont
I have seen you with somebody else
When I see you walking with that boy
I can feel it was supposed to be me
I cant wait for you to be free again
I wont be holding for so much time
Not for so much time
This is hell when youre just twelve years old
And you dont know how to stop
Please just try to be as we were before
I am here waiting for you to come
Im still the guy you wanted to know
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