All the Things
All the things that i have seen all seem to disappear, without a trace i lose your face
and you're no longer here. Each time i lay my head down, i blink you through my
mind, behind the tree I'll meet you there if im not left behind. When i call your name
i start to shake inside, you my love are so above the world why do you hide?
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