I was your favorite cantante
but I never hit that note
You were my favorite fish
but I always knew there
were more in the sea.
As we grow and trip
the cracks in our life become bigger
and even deeper marked.
You have doubt in your mind
I have certainty in my heart.
Summer will come, winter will end.
The truth will be seen in the end
The world will keep on turning
people will keep on moving
We will always be changing.
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