hope that something pure can last

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Há mesmo gente a fazer músicas sobre isto!


I used to write,
I used to write letters I used to sign my name
I used to sleep at night
Before the flashing lights settled deep in my brain

But by the time we met
By the time we met the times had already changed

So I never wrote a letter
I never took my true heart I never wrote it down
So when the lights cut out
I was left standing in the wilderness downtown


Now our lives are changing fast
Hope that something pure can last

We used to wait
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