I can feel the darkness reaching in

As I touch the place you may as well have never been

Love can hurt much more than one can bare

When a heart beats for someone whose not there



How many times must I tell myself that you're gone

When will the rest of me wake up and see what went wrong

So wrong

And turn on the light and pick up the phone and just call

And lay pride aside

If I had any sense left at all



Voices call that only I can hear

Who would have thought love was somethin' I would fear

Almost hold, almost smell, almost taste

On my mind, in my heart, on my face



How many times must I tell myself that you're gone

And when will the rest of me wake up and see what went wrong

So wrong

And turn on the light and pick up the phone and just call

And lay pride aside

If I had any sense left at all



Oh, just lay pride aside

If I had any sense left at all




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