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Same old story, let me tell you
This is how it goes;
Boy meets new girl, she is smitten
But he doesn’t know.
She is wishing he would see her
As more than just ‘a friend’
But he’s not looking at her that way
Won’t this nightmare end?
And time moves forward, hearts get broken
Now she’s on the mend
Vows to never let her heart be
Stepped upon again.
Temper’s rising, she gets colder
Finds herself alone
Keeps her distance, barbed with wire
Emotions she can’t condone.
As she watches from her tower,
High above the rest,
She sees a mirror, coloured amber
And makes herself its guest.
Within the mirror, she seeks some answers
And answers she does get
She sees a new girl, she is smiling
With a boy she’s met.
So she finds herself a ladder
And finds herself on ground
She smiles a little, laughs her heart full
Now look at what she’s found.
She’s a new girl, he’s the new boy
They’re happily in love
And from his tower, ever higher
The boy looks on above.
Same old story, let me tell you
This is how it goes…
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