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| I was just a boy, A boy who lived his life, A boy who lived everyday, Like every other day, I thought everything was fine, I thought I was accepted, I was unaware of my heart� But then, She came, She stepped into my life, She wanted to be friend, But I, Wanted her to be more, So I took the phone, And I called her one night, To tell her : � I love you �, To tell her, That she is the one, I knew she had her lover, I knew she loved him very much, But I told her, So I could keep her! And them everything changed, She started to ignore me, She started to take her distances, She started, To broke my heart, And then I slept in the rain, Oh! I slept in the rain, Wishing that she could be there, I waited, Waited so long, But she didn�t took my hand, She didn�t kiss my lips, She didn�t look at me, I was still waiting, Waiting for a sign, I wished she could listen, To the songs I wrote about her, But she didn�t call, She told me I�ll forget her, But how could I? How could I, Stop thining about her? But again she was right, I waited way too long, That I, I felt the flamme going away� Now, That everything is gone, Everything is gone, I�m waiting, Waiting for the one� St�phane Desjardins 97-07-02
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