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A cold breeze whispers through the empty streets,
Footsteps echo where our hearts used to meet.
Golden memories fade like the autumn sky,
Vanishing slowly, no matter how hard I try.
Time moves on, like rivers to the sea,
But every fallen leaf still brings you back to me.
Like falling leaves, drifting away,
Carrying whispers of yesterday
No matter how far the seasons may turn,
The fire we lit will always burn.
The rain taps softly on my windowpane,
A lullaby of sorrow, calling out your name.
I trace the past in shadows on the wall,
But no voice answers, no footsteps fall.
Time moves on, like rivers to the sea,
But every fallen leaf still brings you back to me.
Like falling leaves, drifting away,
Carrying whispers of yesterday
No matter how far the seasons may turn,
The fire we lit will always burn.
Like falling leaves, drifting away,
Carrying whispers of yesterday
No matter how far the seasons may turn,
The fire we lit will always burn.
"Still burning still burning..."
