Memory
You keep sitting stillwaiting for no reasonThis smoky atmospherethe only relief you could getYou keep staringnot sure what you’re looking atIn this lonesome benchthe only fellow you hadYou keep ponderingYet no phrase you could conveyInside your shadethe only space to have that courageIt’s now too lateThe only chance you hadFly awayBringing that feeling altogetherSitting aloneon the corner of your dreamwhere you most met herHere nowJust a place of memory
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