I see the raindrops punching holes in her
as they walk down her beat
She ll think of you with every new boy that she meets
From me to youfrom you to me
I ll never be the same
Vaxxinetake the sting out of my heart
Keep things plain
Don t decorate your life with overture
because you ll crash overseas
She ll think of you with every felt fine summer breeze
From me to you from you to me
I ll never be the same

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