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Calling On The Memories

If you see her say hello Haven’t seen her for a while Where she’s gone to I don’t know Never figured out her style Calling on the memories left to me We were lovers strong and sure Always holding on so tight From her heart her love so pure Helped me make it through the night Looking now at all those yesterdays Calling on the memories left to me Looking now at how things should be Burning hearts and sleepless nights Longing for her loving way Wishing I could make it right Never knowing what to say Dying inside without her near Calling on the memories left to me Looking now at how things should be
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