when i see
a beautiful woman or a white car
i think of lisa
with whom i shared a year and a half of life
i miss her - my best friend
i was able to talk to her really
about anything at all
now she's not here anymore
i didn't even see her today
the man she now makes love with
is not from this town
he is from another place
and that is where she goes now
i think of lisa
with whom i shared a year and a half of life
i miss her - my best friend
i was able to talk to her really
about anything at all
now she's not here anymore
i didn't even see her today
the man she now makes love with
is not from this town
he is from another place
and that is where she goes now
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