in the room 50 there is a ghost that belongs to that past
i am not sure how we met but i am sure i never forget
how i crash landed , hit you with an bang
but att least i did some kinda impression
when i cut the tension
yeah i remember how scary when i arrived
from the bright light in April
´how i fell in your arms , hand around your neck
while you got my back when nobody done that
was like an guardian angel , sweeping by
drop dead gorgeous in that costume made ,
'just for me working class but' with that ass|
of all the loud voices at the place its only one i cant get out my head
he chase my like a ghost and caught me when i wore a bit lost
the doctor student and patient , totally opposite i must admit
¨but that makes us - a smash hit
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