| 4, 3, 2, 1 |
| Lisa Angelle |
You keep throwing paper roses At my feet I'll be sure and take 'em with me When I leave There's no doubt I'm out of here tomorrow If you ain't never Gonna change Four days from a bad lie is Three days of a good cry is Two days of Goodbye and One day I'm gone Baby I ain't never seen a light Brighter than the one that you turned on last night I've been drowning in these tears but now I'm wading And goodbye sounds like solid ground Remeber when my love was what you counted on |
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