by Krissy
Rating: 3.40
Votes: 10
Hes like a dream
u can not bare
i wake up crying
wishing you were there

I sit and wonder
i look around
for your beautiful eyes
but can't be found

you are my soul
you are my dream
and to my heart
i'm very keen

I look out my window
and hope you pass by
but you never do
so i sit here and cry

so i'll go back to sleep
and lay down my head
for one day
i'll be dead

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