ако можеше да четеш мисли
"And it’s you when I look in the mirror
And it’s you when I don’t pick up the phone
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I don’t need… I don’t need to hear you say
That if we weren’t so alike
You’d like me a whole lot more
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I’ve got to let you know
A house still doesn’t make a home
Don’t leave me here alone... "
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не исках да е в саундтрак, защото е думи за мен...това, което всъщност винаги липсва