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• Artiste: Chris Dye
• Titre: 1994
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I'm still fourteen Living in the hope that we'll meet again someday We didn't part on the best of terms And you saw me disintegrate No grace to be seen Oh, what might have been English class Watching you in the morning by the window Turning away As your eyes pulverised my senses We made the apple pie It made me lose my mind 1994, 1994 It was a long year, and I wish you were here If I had only had the strength to do things differently We'd go to France on the school trip And share the double bed Then we'd find ourselves kissing And you would feel soft and strong Nobody would know And our feelings would grow They made it cheap And sordid And I fed what they thought of me 1994, 1994 It was a long year, and I wish you were here If I had only had the strength to do things differently I'm still fourteen