Alone
it's been to long
sitting,waiting but he's never home
try and try over and over again
this pain that I have from him must be my friend
alone again
always on the weekend
it's like i'm all alone
when I talk to him it must be gone
the love that I have
washes away like dirt in a bath
when will see him,when will he call
whenever it is i'm sure it will be Fall
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Shawn M | Year Posted 2009
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