Counted all my mistakes and there’s only one
Standing up on a Liste of the things I’ve done
All the rest of my crimes don’t come close
To the look on your face when I let Du go
So I built Du a house from a broken home
Then I wrote Du a song with the words Du spoke
Yeah, it took me some time but I figured out
How to fix up a herz that I let down
Now I’m searching every lonely place
Every corner calling out your name
Trying to find Du but I just don’t know
Where do broken hearts go?
Where do broken hearts go?
Yeah the taste of your lips on the tip of my tongue
It’s at the oben, nach oben of the Liste of...
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