All the Polaroid flew away with the wind,
And my hand it's now empty,
Nothing it is holding on to,
Like nothing is holding on to it,
The forever yours is written nowhere,
But I know,
It's alright,
It's gonna be alright,
These feelings, they will stay,
'Cause they aren't people,
And I kno
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