sitting here thinking of us
and how it used to be
thinking of how much fun
we used to have
i miss all the fun
that we shared
and wish that we could
just go back to the good old days
thinking of us
keeps me going these days
especially when i get to feeling lonely
it helps to pass the time
i wish that there was a way
that i could be with you again
and get a second chance
to be what you want
but i have disappeared
to hide away in my own little space
just so you could have space
to live out your life
thinking of us
keeps me going
when i get to feeling
so lonely and missing you
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