This is written for you
Here is where I lay
And here is where I will pray

I pray not to the holy being
but to you my true love

Hoping where you stay
you will hear my way

My heart is in anguish
and cries ultimatley

One picture or memorie
or even an old song

Can toss my whole being into a calamity
happy to think of you

then saturated eyes from missing you even more
that never have completely dried

From that stared night
you stopped to say good bye

I go on though
with ouy you by my side

and I pray every day
more then I can say...

Pray that one day
you will return

Return for good
and make my eyes dry and my heart idyllic

To hear or even touch
just one more time I pray
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