Hours of the Night
It's two in the morning , without any warning
I find I am missing you
Your hot body, wasn't too shoddy
It meant you were laying in my bed too
It's three in the morning, I think I am mourning
The loss of what we could have gone through
When I was gone, I tried to move on
I thought it was all over with you
It's four in the morning, again there is a warning
That I have to know we are through
You never did call, I guess that is all
That I need to know about you
It's five in the morning, the sun is just dawning
I now know that I am all over you
We could have been great, I really couldn't wait
For you to decide to care for me too
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