Sometimes at night I think about me and you.
I think of the great days we had before I left.
You're close to my heart even though you're far away.
And I might try to make things straight again but they might never be okay.
I think of the great days we had before I left.
You're close to my heart even though you're far away.
And I might try to make things straight again but they might never be okay.
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