On the street where I grew up.
There was a girl named Adalia.
We used to walk to a part deep in the woods.
And in the middle of the night.
I can still hear her cries.

I remember the police around.
I remember the awful sound.
But the hardest memory.
Was when she laughed with me.
I never saw her there.
I remember I just started running.
I’m so sorry, Adalia.

Whatever happened out there.
Will never be clear.
Life can be so unfair.
I miss you Adalia.
I miss you Adalia

On the street where I grew up.
There was a man who lived alone.
He used to walk to a part deep in the woods.
I never thought of it.
But he wont leave my head.
I swear I saw him in the woods earlier that night.

Whatever happened out there.
Will never be clear.
Life can be so unfair.
I miss you Adalia.
I miss you Adalia.

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