It’s been a coupla hours since we last spoke,
I fell asleep and you were gone when I woke.
So I sat and I cried from the heart til you returned,
I can’t be without you, it’s your love for which I yearn.
I’ll do anything to feel the warmth of your hand,
I’ll be so joyous when you return again.
So what do I do when you’re gone?
I dry my tears for you and sing a song.
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