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This are the streets to my house
This are the stairs to my home. This is the way to my heart This is the time when it stopps.. Don’t look back maybe you will be hurt Don’t look to far your heart will broke Don’t look at the magazines Don’t look anyway you don’t need Cause I’m here in your arms… And we are face to face There’s nothing more to say Just tell me if this are The streets to my house The stairs to my home Cause I want to go back And change everything I want But there’s nothing more to do… Are you with me or not? Tell me if this are the streets… To the PAST…
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