Going through your things
Thats the way I think
You had a crush and he would rub your feet
You were in love and you would fall asleep
Can't get rid of things
Can't keep everything
You have a crush and he is all you need
You have a room that I will never see
Writer(s): Philip Abram Dickey, John Robert Cardwell, William Lincoln Knauer
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