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Saturday Tears

Tears slip down my face 

Every now and again

My heart begins to break 

I can no longer pretend 

You'll be my irish prince

Patiently waiting for me

At the end of my story 

I know I have to move on from you 

No matter how much I try 

I know that I still love you 

I wish you were just an idea 

If you were forgetting you might be easy 

It's hard when you thought you found your soulmate 

On the way to the ice skating rink  

I was scared to be alone with you 

I didn't want to fall in love 

Now you know why 


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