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You've parted from me again...
And each time you do, the embraces become longer and slower.
So I'm beginning to wonder how you actually feel about my presence.
So I sit in the middle of my room, and pretend you're there.
Gracing my hair with your fingertips.
And I think to myself...it will never....happen. never.
I watched you sleep from across the room.
And each time you do, the embraces become longer and slower.
So I'm beginning to wonder how you actually feel about my presence.
So I sit in the middle of my room, and pretend you're there.
Gracing my hair with your fingertips.
And I think to myself...it will never....happen. never.
I watched you sleep from across the room.