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It's not my life, I know it's not.
It's not my hands that touch my cheek, nor is it your's.
I miss you, yes, I still miss you.
I miss the sound of your heart next to mine,
the feeling of your breath in my ear.
I miss you.
I miss you.
I miss you.
Only, that will never describe how much I need you back.
It's not my hands that touch my cheek, nor is it your's.
I miss you, yes, I still miss you.
I miss the sound of your heart next to mine,
the feeling of your breath in my ear.
I miss you.
I miss you.
I miss you.
Only, that will never describe how much I need you back.