Heather
I still remember the third of December me in your sweater
- I still remember the third of December me in your sweater
- You said it looked better on me than it did you
- Only if you knew how much I liked you
- But I watch your eyes as she
- Walks by
- What a sight for sore eyes brighter than the blue sky
- She's got you mesmerized while I die
- Why would you ever kiss me
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