In the storm and in the din,
I'm lost without you,
I just can't win,
I need your touch
to calm my fears,
But never once, are you all ear
In the sun and in the breeze,
I'm lost without you,
I need your ease,
You have my heart
to tug and pull,
But when will you, find that I'm full
In the dark and in the chill,
I'm lost without you,
I hate that still,
You haunt my dreams
and when I wake,
I find the tears, that none can fake.
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