Butch Walker. Sycamore Meadows. Passed Your Place, Saw Your Car, Thought Of You. Butch Walker. Sycamore Meadows. Prošel své místo, viděl vaše auto, myslel na tebe.
...like all your fingers could do. I passed your place, I saw his car, I thought of you. I never got to say, before you passed away. That love was just a word before you
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