We could go back to the time when we first met: a man in emotional tatters over someone who had left him, and a woman madly in love with her neighbor. I could repeat what I said to you once: 'I'm going to fight to the bitter end.' Well, I fought and I lost, and now I'll just have to lick my wounds and leave.

Who shall I fear.Fear the fake friend that hugs you than the enemy that attacks you. 
Fake is everywhere be careful where you leap.

I broke so many hearts,
                                 including my own,
  You can't understand,
                                 how much I'm alone.

One does not study for a goal. One sings because one can&#39;t help it! The &#39;goal&#39; nine times out of ten is a mere accident.

Written By Alma Gluck

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