Good times don't carry over
When comes tomorrow
Keep wanting more
Good times
Gone with the sunrise
When you get older
When you're alone
Don't carry on
We met
Before the sunset
The finest night
I've ever known
But then
When came the morning
I looked around me
No trace at all
No trace
No sense of comfort
Outside the window
Life carried on
Good times don't carry over
When you get older
When you're alone
They leave nothing at all
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