Lyrics

Without knowing days have past in front of My old, saddest face... May i remember those days When we used to wonder About little things of life? When we used to play with toys Under a shiny, honey sun... Now i stay inside my room watching Rain falling down I try to reach reality But i know i just can't 'Cause there are so many things to cry Yes, there are to many things to cry... Please forgive me, ¡I started to cry!
Writer(s): Pablo Sebastian Barbera, Guillermo Pedro Luci Marmol, Roy Ota, Pablo Ezequiel Wilk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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