I still miss you so much,
but you know I won't say anything.
It's like this love, or magic touch
that you have. It just makes the world
vanish and everything is okay
While the worries and all whirled
through the wind. I guess you've gown from me,
but that's not at all true on my end.
and so, with my whole being, I plea...
come back, don't turn off the light
cause that's as sad as a sparrow
who has lost his gift of flight.
Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 8:33 AM UTC
I still miss you so much,
but you know I won't say anything.
It's like this love, or magic touch
that you have. It just makes the world
vanish and everything is okay
While the worries and all whirled
through the wind. I guess you've gown from me,
but that's not at all true on my end.
and so, with my whole being, I plea...
come back, don't turn off the light
cause that's as sad as a sparrow
who has lost his gift of flight.
I guess my friends are drifting away. I sit alone at lunches, I am not invited to other people's houses anymore and I just feel like I am alone. They were the one that made me always feel as if I had one friend.... and it feels like she's gone.
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