Oct 2015
Time goes by and I sit in the chair
every day waiting for you to walk through
the door.
The hardest goodbye's are the goodbye's left unsaid.
I know them all too well.
But I cope.
every day waiting for you to walk through
the door.
The hardest goodbye's are the goodbye's left unsaid.
I know them all too well.
But I cope.
(Definitely Somewhere)
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