That series was one hell of a story. It motivated me to write. Where have those days gone?
It's kind of sad really
Guess I'm the sort who'll linger
When the credits roll
I still can't leave a picture
The picture I hold
In my heart
It makes me mad really
Wish I could blame a twister
Or a hurricane,
Or my pesky sister
Wish I could blame away this feeling
In my heart
There's reasons left to fight
There's you to kiss good night
Hold on
Hold on tight
It makes me mad really
Wish I could blame a twister
Or a hurricane,
Or my pesky sister
Wish I could blame away this feeling
In my heart
Just a splinter in my heart.
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