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You really don't know
How it grips my frantic heart
Every night that we're apart.
The demons in the dark
and I wake up with a start.
Shaking and alone
I no longer know your mind
When wishes come undone
and time's no longer kind.
When what you crave is space.
And your words grow scarce and silent
I don't care to know this place
Where demons now grow violent
Are dreams I wove of you.
All that this come to.
As I am with you on the floor
Will you want me when you soar?
Questions lurk round corners
Waiting in the dark.
Questions without answer
And indeed never asked.
Every night that we're apart.
The demons in the dark
and I wake up with a start.
Shaking and alone
I no longer know your mind
When wishes come undone
and time's no longer kind.
When what you crave is space.
And your words grow scarce and silent
I don't care to know this place
Where demons now grow violent
Are dreams I wove of you.
All that this come to.
As I am with you on the floor
Will you want me when you soar?
Questions lurk round corners
Waiting in the dark.
Questions without answer
And indeed never asked.
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