Still A Song
Some things just won't end
Even when stars fall and trees bend
Some things just won't finish
Even when hope is gone and all you can do is wish
Some people just won't go
Even when they're bleeding and've been hurt so
Some people just want to hold on
Even when there's no choice but to move on
Because some things are just to precious
Some things are just too memorable
Some things can never be forgotten
Some things just don't end
Here I am, still holding on
And yes, it's been so long
But our love is a never ending song
It used to be a duet
But it's alright
As long as there's a solo
There's still a song
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