somedays
I look at something
or do something
and i imagine what it
would be like to do it with you
and tears fall from my eyes
i try to make them stop
but sometimes i cant
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somedays
somedays
I look at something
or do something
and i imagine what it
would be like to do it with you
and tears fall from my eyes
i try to make them stop
but sometimes i cant
