Dear Friend

J. C. Anchante, Marco Reyes

You see the rain
It comes again
I feel the pain
It goes away
I try to run
But I can't get up

The wind is playing with my hair
I feel the fire in my veins
And I don't care
My only and lonely
My dear friend

This is the place
Where I'd like to go
This is the place
Where I felt home
Starts to fade
The memories
Starts to go
Up in flames

This is the way
That I'd like to go
Get to the place
Where I felt home
Starts to fade
The memories
Starts to go
Up in flames

Well done
You got a prize again
You and I
We shouldn't hesitate
It's fine
We'll never be the same
I understand
We shouldn't try again

Dear friend
I hope this finds you well
It's time
For me to say oh well
I hope
You read between
The lines
They say much more
If not
It's fine

Really, it's fine
I don't mine

This is the way
That I'd like to go
This is the place
Where I felt home
Starts to fade
The memories
Starts to go
Up in flames

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