a trace of your care
will not sustain this poor child
you left while i cried
a trace of your care
leaves my heart waiting for you
i need your return
the feigned harmony
will not sustain this poor child
he craves a real hope
you won't stay i know
i can't stand to say goodbye
you left while i cried
Friday, November 23, 2007
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