if only, if someday, if your lonely
come to me now
leave that life, this day
if you miss me, cant forget
me, like
me you
then come to me now
and ill you
and ill you
meet in the middle
meet me in the sea,
and we'll cling to the buoy
and meet in the middle,
then, we'll see
Damian Mac
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