If I die young

Nu e un gând, ci titlul piesei ce m-a obsedat azi. E frumoasă. O poveste, de genul celor „cum ar fi dacă” sau „cum ar fi atunci când”. Refuz să mă gândesc mai departe, fiindcă nu știu unde aș ajunge…

A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I’ll sell ’em for a dollar

They’re worth so much more after I’m a goner

And maybe then you’ll hear the words I been singing

Funny, when you’re dead how people start listening

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Gather up your tears, keep ’em in your pocket
Save them for a time when you’re really gonna need them, oh

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