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Undone
Lost is my voice with what could have been.
I would sing you a song, as I wish I had sung
When you might have been mine.
I’m too young to say goodbye,
But I am so afraid to cry.
Take me home, to what I pray for.
I still believe in your heart
As I once believed in mine.
Take me home, in your strong arms:
With the ghosts of what I long to give.
I’m too young to say goodbye.
But I’m so afraid to…
I would give my life for a kiss,
From those beautiful lips.
Like the day I first saw you.
Take me home to the world where you are.
Take me in your arms and tell me you love me
I won’t cry…
Shot through the heart
I’m too young to say goodbye.
But I’m so afraid to cry…
I would sing you a song, as I wish I had sung
When you might have been mine.
I’m too young to say goodbye,
But I am so afraid to cry.
Take me home, to what I pray for.
I still believe in your heart
As I once believed in mine.
Take me home, in your strong arms:
With the ghosts of what I long to give.
I’m too young to say goodbye.
But I’m so afraid to…
I would give my life for a kiss,
From those beautiful lips.
Like the day I first saw you.
Take me home to the world where you are.
Take me in your arms and tell me you love me
I won’t cry…
Shot through the heart
I’m too young to say goodbye.
But I’m so afraid to cry…
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