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Dreams of a future that will never be,
Times and memories ill never see.
the tenderest touch, the warmest embrace, a beautiful laugh all drifting away.
Mine for a moment,
Then gone like the wind,
no name,
no face,
only pain in the end.
Now when i sleep,
i dream of all the words we never said,
the fights we never had.
So now for the man who never cried,
the tears come far too often,
and day after day again I am left rebroken.
They say time heals all wounds,
well i call bullshit.
How can time heal what is so thoroughly broken.
How can you hope to mend that which is lost and all but forgotton.
How can you live,
carry on day to day,
get up every morning, when your heart is torn away.
So now we are left with empty arm,
So lost and incomplete.
No longer shall life lay here, no love will they keep.
To think that you would leave so fast , without ever saying hello........
That you would never blink your eyes,
That you would never laugh or cry,
That i will never hold you near,
Yes, its for you that I shed these tears.
Times and memories ill never see.
the tenderest touch, the warmest embrace, a beautiful laugh all drifting away.
Mine for a moment,
Then gone like the wind,
no name,
no face,
only pain in the end.
Now when i sleep,
i dream of all the words we never said,
the fights we never had.
So now for the man who never cried,
the tears come far too often,
and day after day again I am left rebroken.
They say time heals all wounds,
well i call bullshit.
How can time heal what is so thoroughly broken.
How can you hope to mend that which is lost and all but forgotton.
How can you live,
carry on day to day,
get up every morning, when your heart is torn away.
So now we are left with empty arm,
So lost and incomplete.
No longer shall life lay here, no love will they keep.
To think that you would leave so fast , without ever saying hello........
That you would never blink your eyes,
That you would never laugh or cry,
That i will never hold you near,
Yes, its for you that I shed these tears.
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