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Tuesday, September 7
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| Always Thinking of You |
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As I lie here late at night I only think of you.
You're all I ever think about and dream about, too.
I wrote some words down on paper to tell you how I feel,
And trust me, everything I said was truly for real.
I dial your seven digits on my white, voiceless phone.
You're usually not there and as I expected... I feel all alone.
But then I start to think about how you smiled and how you were quiet a lot.
I'll go on and think about the way you laughed and the way you walked.
I finally fall asleep, dreaming of us two.
And when I wake up... I'm holding my pillow wishing it were you... |
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