Stella
stella
youve got those eyes
that burn a hole
deep in my soul,
and those lips that i just want to kiss
and oh how i miss
all that we had before
before you went to that place were the colors
are more green than blue
and the days
the days are more me than you
and stella
oh how i miss those eyes that burn holes in souls
and those lips
oh those lips that i couls kiss
and oh how i miss,
us
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