I want to hold you
To feel your gentle embrace
As you tell me I can make it
that I can win this race
But yet you aren't here
and maybe you'll never be
And I can no longer ask
If you would come comfort me
Mar 5, 2025
Mar 5, 2025 at 4:21 AM UTC
I want to hold you
To feel your gentle embrace
As you tell me I can make it
that I can win this race
But yet you aren't here
and maybe you'll never be
And I can no longer ask
If you would come comfort me
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