Fredo Santana
History
I was wrong to sayI wouldn't change a thing causeIn the story of our livesThe best of timesThrough colour glassAnd if you should callIt's no trouble, no trouble at allI'll paint out the sunBack where we begun againTime, goes onEnough to let me move on past butEvery little now and thenIt creeps on back to shape my smileI'm here once againAnd I'm dealing and I'm feeling the painSo who takes the fallThat covers it all again?
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