your senceless games on the ground begun so quickly, run so slowly before you in closing turn around i'm feeling lonely, dark and lonely instead of precious song i hear absence spells beyond
stupid baby, come on home. i need you not a single mile away was true time is up for us, we got to miss it still i'm here feeling blue for you
cheerless since i was alone reclaim post dump, sending postcards twice a day and many more downcast partners. what may part us tired of it all ever waiting for your call