Let's go to the bank
And lie on the sand.
Let's sit on the edge,
Turn over the page.
Let's call for the past
And hope it will last.
The past was so nice,
I'm now like an ice.
You hope to come back,
My love is in lack.
You want us to save
The deal of past day.
The hope did not die,
Last word is now mine.
I wish for the best,
But now need some rest.
Let's go to the bank,
And let's it all end.
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