Roger Miret

Faded

Roger Miret


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Another time, another life, I lost another friend
Ill spoken words is all it takes to ruin it again
So many times we tried to make amends
But in the end there’s nothing to defend

Another time, another life, I lost another friend
Ill spoken words is all it takes to ruin it again
So many times we tried to make amends
But in the end there’s nothing to defend

Whoa, someone’s been telling lies
Whoa, our feelings in disguise
A small consideration will suffice
Good friendships aren’t a roll of the dice

Now that it’s almost the end, it all seemed like fun
I know some time soon we’ll have our day in the sun
I’ll remember you when it’s all said and done
I didn’t think we’d live past 21

Whoa, someone’s been telling lies
Whoa, our feelings in disguise
A small consideration will suffice
Good friendships aren’t a roll
Good friendships aren’t a roll
Good friendships aren’t a roll of the dice