I don't know your face no more
It's the wrong kind of place
To be thinking of you
You say your days are ordinary
And no one ever thinks about you
She will be loved
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
...And everything you had got destroyed
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Martin Luther McCoy - while my guitar gently weeps
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