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Jun 2012
There's supposed to be a heaven upstairs
There's supposed to be a guardian angel for everyone
I guess mine's gone on a vacation
I guess she's been long gone

I talked to god about this
He said, don't worry about a thing
She'll be out till the winter lasts
But should be back by spring

I told him I didn't know if I could last that long
I've been doing my share of crying
I told him I needed a sign of some kind
Coz i'm sure as hell not fine

My friends don't talk to me anymore
They've even stopped saying, 'Hi'
And I'm standing there, waving like a fool
Waving my happiness goodbye

Even home isn't different
The loneliness still persists
Here I am pouring my heart out
Not even sure if the ones I call friends
Will read this

Well, enough about me
How've you been?
Must have been keeping busy
To forget the world you once created

I'm sure you didn't do it on purpose
You thought you'd be back in the blink of an eye
You kept to your promise and came back in time
Just to find everything's changed
Everything's changed...
Written by
Shibesh Mehrotra
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