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I MISS YOU SO MUCH AND LONG FOR YOUR TOUCH,
I REMEMBER FROM THE FIRST TIME WE DANCED IN THE CAR PARK,
HOW LONG WE TALKED AND FELL ASLEEP IN EACH OTHERS ARMS, 
EVERY SINGLE NIGHT,
NEVER BEFORE DID IT FEEL THAT RIGHT,

I REMEMBER THE BREAKFAST IN BED,
AND YOUR UNFORGETTABLE COOKING,
THEN HOW WE WORKED HARD TO FINISH YOUR HOUSE,
I REMEMBER HOW WE HAPPILY MOVED IN,
OH HOW THINGS CHANGED,
TO YOU SLEEPING IN THE CHAIR,
AND HOW I FELT YOU DIDN'T WANT US THERE,

THEN THE SHOUTING AND THE RAGING,
AND ME THINKING YOU ARE NOT THE MAN I USE TO KNOW,
THE CONFUSION IN MY SOUL AND MY HEART BREAKING,
ALL THE GOOD LOVE WE STILL KEPT ON MAKING,
YOU FORGETTING ME,
AND EVERY THING I THOUGHT WE USE TO BE,

THEN THE MOMENT I WALKED THROUGH THAT DOOR,
NEVER TO RETURN ANYMORE,
SO WHY DO I STILL MISS YOU,
BECAUSE I NEVER LOVED ANYONE THE WAY I LOVED YOU,
NOT SURE IF YOU EVER LOVED ME,
OR JUST PRETENDED SO YOU COULD DECEIVE ME,
LIKE A PIANO YOU PLAYED ME AND I COULD NOT SEE,
THAT THIS TYPE OF LOVING WAS NO GOOD FOR ME,

YOU TOOK ME TO A PLACE I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD GO,
SOME PLACE I'D NEVER BEEN BEFORE,
DON'T THINK I WILL EVER,
GIVE MY HEART TO ANOTHER,
NO NOT THAT WAY,
NOW I KNOW THE GAMES THEY CAN PLAY.
Posted: 2010-08-18 16:27:42 UTC

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