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You were 23 and dying aloneJealous lovers, selling off the loanTaunting me with every little goodbyeBegging me to touch you, touch you all nightIt gets better, oh it gets better, it gets better...(I can't believe) then you showed me you're not for me(I can't believe) with your style, with your smile(I can't believe) trippin over the same bad dreams, I can't believe you're all mineWind is blowin out (wind is blowin out)Bows creak, moving to the southTime is running out (time is running out)Seasons tease, rushing in and out(I can't believe) then you showed me you're not for me(I can't believe) with your style, with your smile(I can't believe) trippin over the same bad dreams, I can't believe you're all mineYou're looking through me Aus Songtexte Mania