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Jul 2010
Am I alive
When I feel no drive
How can I survive
When I feel so deprived
Things went downhill
But why are they still
Have we forgotten the thrill
Have we lost that chill
The feeling that we felt
Things we’d say, words we’ve spelt
They meant so much
Way before any touch
Things like I love you
Te dua and such
When you went away
I didn’t know what to say
I got mad instead
But that wasn’t the way
Now I miss you everyday
Thinking of the time
When your heart was mine
Wishing everything was fine
Waking up to this constant grind
Finding a way back
Getting our love on track
A love so strong, no one can hack
Not a single seam, or even a crack
They say home is where you make it
I strongly disagree
My home is wherever there is
YOU AND ME
Written by
Max Chisholm
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