She sits and crys,
As the days go by,
She knows there out there,
But she doesnt know where,
She knows she'll find them,
and when that day comes,
They'll be together no matter what kind of weather,
Through the good and the bad,
Through the happy and the sad,
One day they'll be,
Till then she will see,
How long it will take to find them,
So once again it will be just the three.
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