Colin
We aren't sure Do you like her Is it just me And I can't see I say that But I mean that I can't see Oh, to be free The possibility haunts me The things we could've been so long ago I'm locked in And they aren't you, Colin How could you just blush Why would you tell her if you like me that much I know you That's why you didn't
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