All the shadows and things that move in the dark remind me of you and it scares me
Every voice I hear I think it could be yours
Any place I am I have the possibility of seeing you
I know you're not here anymore
But you're going to come back
You're going to come back
You're going to come back
I hope you come back
Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 8:25 PM UTC
All the shadows and things that move in the dark remind me of you and it scares me
Every voice I hear I think it could be yours
Any place I am I have the possibility of seeing you
I know you're not here anymore
But you're going to come back
You're going to come back
You're going to come back
I hope you come back
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