Like Yesterday by Heavenwood
You won't find them on the floor
Those hundred gifts left at my door
Cherry red as if asking more
From my heart or a simple forgive you
Like Yesterday
Like Yesterday
Like Yesterday
There is more than meets the eye
To be the hunted, then I'd rather die
If my tender words would never rhyme
It means my heart will stop again to shine
Like a dreadful sound that will ever last
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