I Miss the Future I'll Never Have
I want to cry into your love
But it is not my place
I want to kiss your forehead, dove
But I bury my face
I want to be hugged so bad, my dear
But I'm asleep alone
You'll never caress my face, I fear
But I'll stay on the phone
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