You still got those pictures?
When we were together
Singing Bruno Mars song
Telling each other
‘You can count on me’
At night you heard me crying
You knocked on my door
Another broken-hearted moment
When boys would be a torture
And we were immature
Bridge
One day you had to go,
Telling me we won’t let go
Waving a kiss goodbye, you say
’Call me if you need me’
And til we cross our path again,
We’ll share the stories once again,
And make the same noise we used to contain,
oh well
Whether you’re gonna look the same
Or your hair starts turning grey
Oh did you make that mess again?
I don’t care – you’re still my best friend.
We caption every pictures,
Calling it “Ohana”
Never miss the love cos we were so na-na
Who cares, we were just having fun-nah
Wait, was everything funny, or we were just crazy?
Never seem to stop moving,
From ranting to dancing.
Who cares, the future can wait.
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