Waving goodbye isn't what I had in mind
How I wish the days be put into rewind
A sweeping nostalgia stained with regret
The what-ifs in life my heart cannot forget
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The dawn of eternal sunsets in the rain
Set myself to be hurt all over again
A million outcomes that remain to be seen
The passion of thinking 'bout what might have been
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