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Every time I'm thinking bout the day coming 'round
Well I'll be strong.
Well that's the day that passes into night, it's like I can't hold on.
I can't hold on
I'm uneasy, and I'm weak in the knees
And I'm trying not to breathe.
Not believing, Not believing you're gone.
[And that I was the one to let you..]
I'm staring at the clock but the clock doesn't talk, it just stands still.
A head full of fuzz, and a puzzle that adds up the scandal.
No I can't handle three nights
So I shudder to think when the nights turn to weeks am I alright?
The comedian said that a day without lights just...
All I know is that I'm so, lonely for..
Open my window, oh..
I'm ready to live with this
And you walk by my window, oh..
You give me something to miss