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in your bedroom

where the colors used to dance

we were so young, so risky

I knew we'd take the chance

in your bedroom

promises, frozen in time

frozen to be eternally broken

too many of those promises mine

in your bedroom

staring at the ceiling

you looked into my eyes

said I gave your life meaning

in your bedroom

where we'd dream up the world

we built our life together

I knew I was still a girl

in your bedroom

where only time would tell

we were so caught up in our emotions

and time would break the spell

in your bedroom

where our laughter echoes in the past

not much left for us to hold on to

yet, the memories always last

in your bedroom

where we molded into one

you kissed my cheek, and held my hand

I was the first one

in your bedroom

where I once used to be safe

now lost in a world of my regret

but at night, back to you, I escape

in your bedroom

where the moonlight once would shine

and I would stare at it in comfort

that true love then was mine

in your bedroom

where a broken heart once lay

and how I wish for it to still be broken

by different hands, healed as of today

in your bedroom

where my chances all are through

left our innocent youth in the search of love

when it should have led me back to you

in your bedroom

where the passion once had burned

but a candle cannot burn forever

a lesson I have learned

in your bedroom

the place I lurk in my dreams

I stare and study for almost ever

you look through me, it seems

in your bedroom

where the colors used to dance

if only I could find my way back

if only I had my chance

in your bedroom

where the door to our chapter has closed

ever will it be opened again

neither of us knows

in your bedroom

where my destiny was lost

would it be worth it to try again?

why yes, at any cost.