Jacket Torn
There's not a moment
That passes by without
A thought of you
Crossing my mind.
I think about you every time
You're my second religion.
There's something about you
I just cannot let go of,
I thought this love was gonna end,
Most loves come and disappear,
But this love is going on and on
It's got me spinning around.
My jacket is torn,
And my pants are all tattered;
I am missing you!
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