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Paroles de la chanson Picked First par Sasha Alex Sloan
Took the first flight I could get home
Checked into the front desk
Walked up to your floor
Shared a couple bites of cheescake
Talked about the summers
We spent on your porch
And you were trying not to cry for me
And I was trying not to cry for you
Yeah, you really, really were the best
But you left way too soon
Oh, dear, I miss you all the time
I wish we never said goodbye
Like daisies in the dirt
The most beautiful flowers
Checked into the front desk
Walked up to your floor
Shared a couple bites of cheescake
Talked about the summers
We spent on your porch
And you were trying not to cry for me
And I was trying not to cry for you
Yeah, you really, really were the best
But you left way too soon
Oh, dear, I miss you all the time
I wish we never said goodbye
Like daisies in the dirt
The most beautiful flowers
Always get picked first
We were sitting in the silence
Listening to voices over the TV
I was staring out the window
Holding onto your hand didn't want to leave
And you were trying not to cry for me
And I was trying not to cry for you
Yeah, you really, really were the best
But you left way too soon
Oh, dear, I miss you all the time
I wish we never said goodbye
Like daisies in the dirt
The most beautiful flowers
Always get picked first
Oh, dear, you left me way too fast
We were sitting in the silence
Listening to voices over the TV
I was staring out the window
Holding onto your hand didn't want to leave
And you were trying not to cry for me
And I was trying not to cry for you
Yeah, you really, really were the best
But you left way too soon
Oh, dear, I miss you all the time
I wish we never said goodbye
Like daisies in the dirt
The most beautiful flowers
Always get picked first
Oh, dear, you left me way too fast
I wish they saved the best for last
Like daisies in the dirt
The most beautiful flowers
Always get picked first
And you were trying not to cry for me
And I was trying not to cry for you
Like daisies in the dirt
The most beautiful flowers
Always get picked first
And you were trying not to cry for me
And I was trying not to cry for you
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