"And in the day, everything's complex,
There's nothing simple, when I'm not around you.
But I'll miss you when you're gone,
That is what I do. Hey, baby!
And it's going to carry on,
That is what I do. Hey, baby!"
There's nothing simple, when I'm not around you.
But I'll miss you when you're gone,
That is what I do. Hey, baby!
And it's going to carry on,
That is what I do. Hey, baby!"
Tym razem jest inaczej.
Roztrzaskane. Zgaszone.
Nie wrócisz.
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