Young Love by Bride
Roxanne doesn't think she's pretty enough
She sits staring up at the sky
Dreams about a life that could be
She throws her diary into the sea
It becomes a very long summer
The careless nights of fantasy are over
When you see her she's white as a ghost
She misses the sun on her face the most
Young love, kiss him goodbye
Young love, don't you cry
Young love, it's no lie
There is love before the day you die
She feels her life has fallen apart
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