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فطــ الكون ـــــاير · 10-23-1389هـ, 05:36 مساء

these topic of my thoughts

i hope you like it

these personal effort

ft ft

I

close the door

Like so many times,

so many times .. before

Felt

like a scene

on the cutting room floor

When I let you

walk away tonight

Without a word

..:::..

I

try to sleep, yeah

But the clock is

stuck on thoughts of you and me

A thousand more

regrets unraveling, ohh

If you were here right now,

I swear,

I'd tell you this :

Baby

I don't want to

waste another day

Keeping it inside

it's killing me

Cause all i ever want,

it comes right down to you (to you)

I wish

that I could find the words

to say :

Baby

I would tell you every time

you leave

I'm inconsolable

..:::..

I

climb the walls

I can see the edge

but

I can't take the fall, no.

I've memorized the number

So

why can't I make the call?

Maybe 'cause

I

know you'll always be with

me

In the possibility

..:::..

I

don't want to be like this,

I

just want to let you know,

Everything

that I'm holding,

Is everything

I can't let go, can't let go.

Don't you know it

baby

I

don't want to waste another day

I

wish that

I

could find

: the words to say

Baby

I would

tell you every time you leave

I'm :

inconsolable