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To your grave, I spoke
Holding a red, red rose
Gusts of freezing cold air
Whispers to me, that you are gone

Always, always asking questions
My life is overrated but I
Never, never expected that I'd
Underestimated my love for you

To your grave, I spoke
Holding a red, red rose
Gusts of freezing cold air
Whispers to me, you are gone

Always, always just out of reach from my
Over-frustrated, shameful hands
And I never, never expected that I
Would ever, no never, take for granted our precious time

To your grave, I spoke
Holding a red, red rose
Gusts of freezing cold air
Whispers to me you're gone

Spent a lifetime of holding on just to let go
I guess I'll spend another lifetime
Searching for a new hope

To your grave, I spoke
Holding a red, red rose
Gusts of freezing cold air
Whispers to me you're gone

Spent a lifetime of holding on just to let go
I guess I'll spend another lifetime
Searching for a new hope

A new hope

A new hope

A new hope

A new hope

A new hope

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  • Written by Broken Iris

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