three days in darkness
my man you had gone
three days in full stress
what if you left me alone
threee days o restless
hope you could come soon
three days under nurses
and you could know none
three days with sad faces
and you couldn't see no fun
three days of my crisis
as you couldn't pick up my phone
three days were worse
i had in my life line
boy i couldn't handle your loss
to me you are someone
then you came back from distances
the world of your own
the hopes in your pulses
ran to me shining
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