its not that we couldnt be
that has made me so empty
its the not knowing where i belong
as a unrecorded love song
with nobody to hear it play
as if i wasted another day
the tears only make me colder washing awway the memory of holding her
misplaced love mixed with life turns
loneliness was all left to earn
dreaming of my place called home
for now the dreams are all i own
what a story this could be one day
of how i found my place
loves promise written upon her heart and mine
making my every movement shine
living for a purpose other then to breath
before its all lost in another dream

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