These are the best days of your life
Dinner parties and friends and no ones wife
Climbing down the apple tree
I can see your strenght in me
Storms are brooing and we're heading for a change
Friends will marry and boom away
You will look back at it all
Memories cost an empty hall
You're not the same girl who
Writes love songs and means them
You're not the same girl who
Has butterflies and believes them
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