When they told me you were leaving,
I began to feel sick inside.
Because I never,never got to tell you,
What I'm feeling inside my mind.
In my nightmares caused by anguish.
I can see you run away.
In the daylight, I am hunting.
Only to lose your last trace.
I still feel your presence always,
And I've fallen over the line.
I am hurting as I wonder,
What it would be like if you were mine.
If you were mine...
If you were mine.
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