In front of the wordrobe full of clothes
I wondered around and chose the dress
When you asked to move back
I took it off with a sad smile
I bushed my cheeck with a colorful make up
And put fruit flavor on the lips to be kissed
When i new the date was tomorrow
I cleaned up the soft make up with a sorrow
I cleaned up all the dint
That i rushed to you took off the watch that i stared while waiting for you
Everytime i move comes a beautiful sent from me
Which makes me remember the date thats canceled

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