I can't breath since the first. I can't love since the last. I'll hold my loving breath and wait. Wait for what? The sun to set again, today? Waiting is the last thing on my heart, telling you is the first. Telling you is the last thing on my mind, waiting is the first. I had a letter I wrote, but like me, it won't do. So I'll play a song but hum
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