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It's 3 in the morning and nothing's working
I can't get this girl out of my head
I see the make up running down her tear-streaked face
It's been so long and I can't remember
Why I left her in the first place

Can someone tell me why I am afraid to love?
She was my sign from above

If I could go back I would do things better
And take her hand in my own
I'd pull her close and never let go
I'd tell her everything she means to me
I wish I could but I can't
Because she thinks that we aren't meant to be