honestly what will become of me
don’t like reality it’s way too clear to me
but really life is dandy
we are what we don’t see miss everything daydreaming
flames to dust lovers to friends
why do all good things come to an end
flames to dust lovers to friends
why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
why do all good things come to an end
traveling i only stop at exits
wondering if i’ll stay stay
young and restless
living this way i stress less
i want to pull away when the dream dies
the pain sets in and i don’t cry
i only feel gravity and i wonder why
flames to dust lovers to friends
why do all good things come to an end
flames to dust lovers to friends
why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
why do all good things come to an end
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well the dogs were whistling a new tune
barking at the new moon
hoping it would come soon so that they could
dogs were whistling a new tune
barking at the new moon
hoping it would come soon so that they could
die die die die
flames to dust lovers to friends dust friends
why do all good things come to an end
flames to dust lovers to friends
why do all good things come to an end an end
come to an end come to an end end
why do all good things come to an end end end
come to an end come to an end end
why do all good things come to an end end
well the dogs were barking at the new moon
whistling a new tune
hoping it would come soon
and the sun was wondering if it should
stay away for a day
’til the feeling went away
and the sky was falling
and the clouds were dropping
and the rain forgot how to bring salvation
the dogs were barking at the new moon
whistling a new tune
hoping it would come soon so that they could die
Artist: Nelly Furtado
Year: 2007
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 209