I loved
the girl but I messed her up.
Now she’s with another so I’ve found.
They say “Better to have loved and lost, than not have loved at all”.
But much more than my foolish pride, has took a fall.
They all tell me about, mistakes that I have made.
And I have no doubt, my hand was overplayed.
There’s a shadow on my house, the window’s shed no light.
Since you’ve gone it seems so wrong, I can’t tell day from night.
All too late I have learnt.
Burn the candle at both ends and you’ll get burnt.
How could there be, a fool such as I?
To let you walk away, out of my life.
Sitting here alone all the days seem the same.
I don’t know how much longer I can stand the pain.
There’s a shadow on my house, the window’s shed no light.
Since you’ve gone it seems so wrong, I can’t tell day from night.
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