【アンティーク蚤の市】| イギリス製陶器雑貨など掘り出し物

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3125 N Service Rd, Vineland Station, Ontario 🇨🇦
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Where the sun set I
thought of us two One who died everything turned dark
At noon it was at its peak
Who would have thought it would be the end of you and me
When I look into their eyes everything is completely
different The mouth speaks but the heart does not lie
A theory
explained by people It doesn't seem at all like what people feel
If it was an illusion why does the ground disappear
It was a dream that died
What ended never existed Where
did I see the pain
When the sun set I thought of us two
It was the soul that died
Everything went dark
Right at noon it was at
its peak Who would have thought it would be the end of you and me
But when I look into their eyes everything is completely
different The mouth speaks but the heart does not lie
Love is a theory explained by people It doesn't seem
at all like what people feel If
it was an illusion why does the ground disappear
It was a dream that died
If what ended
never existed Where did I see the pain
He sleeps the entire night in the sand There
was nothing to doubt
about the place I didn't hear anyone crying
Where do I belong
Everything is fine from the
current The penguins in nature Even patience
which comes so slowly I
never get tired of thinking
Where I was with you that was my place
He sleeps the whole night in the comfort of
the sand There is no
reason to doubt There is where you
belong I won't stop you from crying
Or to ask
Where is my place
Everything's fine from the current
To the penguins
in nature Even patience which comes so slowly
I never get tired of thinking
Where I was with you that was my place
If I wrote a song
for you If I had all
the words Perfectly weighted
On a thin piece of paper
Would it make a difference
Would it get better
If I wrote a poem for you
If I wrote a letter for you
Maybe it's because
I never knew
Where I was And suddenly you
Told me that maybe you have lost
But I did too
If I wrote a
song for you I would never know
Where I was
And then suddenly you If I wrote a song
for you Maybe because I never knew
Where I was
And then suddenly you
He told me that maybe you lost
But I did too
If I wrote a song for you
I never knew
Where I was
And suddenly you
Maybe it's because
I never knew
Where I was
And then suddenly
you Maybe because
I never knew
Where I was
Maybe it's because
I never knew
Where I was Maybe because
Where I was
