In the dark of the night,
I call for you,
quiet like a whisper.
In the light of day,
I call for you,
loud as the roaring seas.
Dare I tell you,
these feelings I'm harboring?
Or do I hide them,
beneath my blushing face?
Oh the days I had you-
the days I swore to be yours.
Where are they?
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