Anastasia Songs - She's not me

The city face of black
A crimson sunset
What are you thinking of
When you're with her again
Her touch is nothing but a cold chill
On your skin
She'll never tell you the things I used to say
But she's not me
Understand, she's not me
There's a playlist of thoughts about me
In your head
Closing your eyes
You see a movie where it's only us
And I miss you so much
Miss you these days
These days