keepsake
forlorn
Come walk a mile in my shoes Before you write me off Your actions prove you cunning My actions overlooked No longer will I misjudge On the account of my lust My virtues of your kind Slowly fading away I often wonder what's become? Of what I've grown to know as love I reminisce of days gone by Your innocence gone Now you spread your wings and fly (away) Why can't I find that deep inside What you once were It troubles me But now I see, why you must leave Time again Damaged fate    