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Monday, September 7, 2009
The First One;

Even though you’re gone far away
I feel you all around
I think about it every single day
You got away somehow

I can’t sleep, it’s heard to breathe
And I still feel you next to me
Now I can see

The first one is the worst one
When it comes to a broken heart
The first love got you so young
And you feel like a fallen star
There’s a fire in the city
That’s burning out tonight
You're breathing but you're barely alive
The first one is the last one
When it comes, when it comes, to a broken heart

Spinning like a movie in my head
I’ve seen a thousand times
I’ve learnt to take it hard and fall instead
I’m sitting safe on the sidelines

Lost days, pictures fade
Somehow you’re still miles away
It’s safe to say

The first one is the worst one
When it comes to a broken heart
The first love got you so young
And you feel like a fallen star
There’s a fire in the city
That’s burning out tonight
And you're breathing but you're barely alive
The first one is the last one
When it comes, when it comes, to a broken heart

‘Cause I would run through a thunderstorm
Just to kiss you
I’m out here on my own
Better now than I was before, but I miss you
And I want you to know

I can’t sleep, it’s hard to breathe
And I still feel you next to me, and I can see, yeah

The first one is the worst one
When it comes to a broken heart (feel you all around)
Your first love, yeah you’re so young
And you feel like a fallen star (got away somehow)

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With love, the MartinSayers;
12:15 PM




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