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YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH I CRY!
HURT PLEASE JUST PASS ME BY
I JUST WANT TO BE ALONE
IN A WORLD IN A PLACE OF MY OWN
I GET TIRED & I FEEL WEAK
NEED SOMETHING MORE THAN SLEEP
IF MY SOUL COULD REST
THAN I COULD BE MY BEST
LOST IT THEN & GAIN IT NOW
I WOULD LOVE YOU IF I KNEW HOW
WISHING TO BE WEAK TO BECOME STRONG
I'M TRYING TO LOVE BUT NOT ALONE
I CAN LOVE BUT NOT ALWAYS ON MY OWN
WISH YOU COULD BE WITH ME
IT WOULD BE HEAVENLY
BUT THOSE DAYS ARE GONE
I CAN'T SEE YOU NO MORE
THINKING OF TIMES BEFORE
I CAN'T SEE YOU NO MORE
THINKING OF TIMES BEFORE
PEOPLE DIE BUT HOW COULD YOU?
Courtney Steele |
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