Gabin Feat. Mia Cooper Lost And Found
There in a box on a shelf in its original frame Her eyes so big, new and bright squint in the sun He says aloud to himself, Why did I toss this away With all those other things I collect to forget Surely a picture cant lie. But, how time it does fly From the day there in the sun Until your saying goodbye The objects in the lost and found Those things that fell from pocket to the ground The priceless and the practical Waiting till the ones who claim them come back around . ..
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