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10 A.M.

10 A.M. I wake up at 10 a.m. with the radio on I can see that you are not here So quietly you tip toe on the floor A silence of closing that door I wondered when you will be here again Why do you leave you never say why I wait and wait then soon you slip back Into my life Then everything seems so nice Then that next morning your gone again You bring me dreams roses and a loving heart But as soon as it’s 10 it ends And everything seems to fall apart Everything became silently Everything happen so quietly I don’t know were to go or what to do All I do is think of you Until the day you slip back in The foot steps never here of As you go silently again Whats gone You my love Sense 10 a.m. Sense 10a.m. Could you just stop closing that door So quietly putting your toes on the floor And just stay here by my side of me Wake up with the radio on and let Everything be with just me What is gone You my love Sense 10 a.m. Sense 10 a.m. Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh BY; SHAWN JONES

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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