I miss you.
Where are you?
Why did things turn out this way?
I'm lying here awake at night
Each day I lose a little fight.
I miss you.
Where are you?
Why did things turn out this way?
So many things I wanted to say,
I guess I waited to long for a better day.
And now..
I think it's too late.
The people have left,
And they're closing the gate;
But
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