She led me on
Too many secrets I cannot keep
Too many nights I cannot sleep
Thinking of her
She led me on
I took shelter under her
A berth for my ship
Thinking of her
She led me on
Do I hate her, should I hate her
I am better off alone
Maybe I should not have been born
Too many things I have not done
Too many hope is lost
Thinking of her
She led me on
She led me on
April Rain
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