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May 2011
Already missed the way outta here
And I'm still seeming to miss you dear
Last night was too short a time with you
Now all I'm feeling is a deep sorrow of blue

Oh there aren't many things I wish for
No there's not many things I long for
A simple man in a complicated time
With you and only you could we feel fine

Too many nights have I walked these streets alone
Trying to beat the heat of a house filled with treats
Oh the mornings are so hard when you ain't around
Howling like a hound at a sky with no shinin' moon
Written by
Mitchell
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