Archive for October, 1997
I miss you every day,
I miss you every day.
Can I say, how the night unfolds?
I can’t say, how my story ends.
Every little bit of sun,
can i say?
Catch it, lick the dew of dawn.
Just another day alone.
When i think of you I hold onto my arms;
I want to be with you and not alone,
can I say???
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