My heart is not my own.
You've got too much of it.
My home feels all alone...
Without you there.
I am too aware of you.
What you've done...
I wish I knew,
To remove it!
My heart is not my own.
You've got too much of it.
My home feels all alone...
Without you there.
I am too aware of you.
What you've done...
I wish I knew,
To remove it!
All my nights,
You haunt my sleeping.
And all my days...
I'm close to weeping.
What is it that I must do,
To get over you?
Am I still in love with you?
My heart is not my own.
You've got too much of it.
My home feels all alone...
Without you there.
What is it that I must do,
To get over you?
Am I still in love with you?
I think you know this too!
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