Life isn’t like it use to be
When it was you and me
Now my days are filled with gloom
Spent inside my bedroom
I sit and wait for your call
Starring at the four walls
But my phone never rings
Once again my heart stings
I could say I’m sorry
Like a million time before
But I think I’ll go away
So I don’t see you anymore
2-14-78/RJH
© 7-23-10/RJH
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