.Maybe it wasnât our time.
Maybe it wasnât our life.
Here comes spring,
I hear where youâre going,
they know how to protect a house from fire.
All I know is:
how to protect my lover from a liar.
Honor me.
The young man
who followed me here,
he was looking.
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