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Why should you feel this?
The air was cut
By your own hands
I'd feed it back
With tied in words
That spill from cut lips
I'm calling you
But I ..
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When I see you lying there
I can't stop wishing
This was my head
I could still say all those things
That will haunt me
Come home my friend
The..
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The sun was on your face
You smiled that day, like there was no tomorrow
Then you had your guitar in place
Those memories will bring me sorrow
You..
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Sitting, waiting
To hear the news...
The phone in my grasp
starring out that stain glass window you made for me
Not a moment to loose
Not a mom..
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