Right Around 10:25
I don't know who your words are for
Is it wrong to think they were written for me?
I don't know where you stand right now
But I hope you're feeling free
It was freedom that you wanted
Well, isn't that right?
You wanted to be on your own?
Unbound with the freedom of flight.
So what should I think now?
Is there still something there?
Or should I simply forget?
I wish you knew how much I still care.
I miss you daily
Sometimes for days I do not rest
It's always a pleasure, sir
We truely were the best
But dwelling in the past
Is something I simply must not do
If by chance your words were for me,
Of course. I forgive you.
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