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| Sometimes i'm sitting alone In the dark and thinking of you Another figure from the past That helped me when I was blue. Everytime I called your name Without making any sound Waiting for some answers That maybe will hit me from the ground Sometimes I'm looking at a burning candle light Thinking of you In every dream that fills my nights The Memory of your sweetness and your warm embrace the memory of your smile That shines right from your face |
| Liat Geller |