The hardest thing is saying nothing
To you, but I am out for words
I cannot find that old feeling
It vanished with the singing birds
Can I call to say, I miss you
Can I call to say, I love you
Can we laugh it out like yesterday
Like when you'd say, I love you too
I cannot hang on any longer
West winds are coming on stronger
Inside my dreams I used to dream
Of a love, but now I scream!
I cannot dream on in daylight
I have to face the fiery truth
Some young boy loves you right
Daylight hurts me like the truth
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