Hungry
And can't eat
Sleepy
But can't sleep
Cold outside
Nowhere to run
Same inside
Nowhere to hide
You do not want
With me abide
It's over
The beautiful ride
Who's gonna joy you?
And enjoy you?
I'll miss your laugh
It's in my ears
I miss your touch
Was never too much
I miss your smell
Made me feel well
I miss your taste
To not to have it
Oh what a waste
But that is love
To keep
And also
To let
Go
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