They all wish upon a star, to change just what they are
Go back, do it again! -‘d change my life and just begin
They dream so very far, not knowing about the scars
Burns and cuts earned over time, make up what is yours and mine
To start over is no bliss, but a touch from the devil’s lips
You lose what you’ve found and won’t find again
Tabula rasa is a sad sin
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