Chasing old loves
‘cause no new loves came
Chasing old dreams
For no new dreams came along
Writing old love letters
‘cause there are no new words to be found
Oh, I am just a fool
Who will never learn
Deep in my heart
A spark continues to burn
Urging me always onward
To the no where end
Where I’ll be forgotten
By foe and friend
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