Walking streets I've known before
I see the patterns I've adored
Reliving moments in a ghost town for me
The memories around me I cannot look away, I see!
My heart thinks only of you once here
And pines for you, no longer near
So I might hold you once again
Taste the sweet necter of my lover and friend-
How do I still, burdened, live alone?
When you are my future, you are my home.
An alien to this foreign world
Away from my child and my girl.
Alas I walk still barren and empty
Without that feeling of good and pleanty
You told me this was but a moment in our lives
But I'd give it up to be with you tonight.
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