All these years, Of crying In my bedroom,
The pillow that ive been with All those years ago,
Is still wet, from my past tears,
The handkerchief I've always wanted,
Never came, and i never received it.
The worry I've always had was,
Ive always wanted ,
Something better than a square of cotton,
I needed a someone,
Someone that'll give more comfort ,
Than my pillow ever did,
Until then, I'll wallow in my bedroom,
Head down ,on the comfort of my pillow
Waiting til I receive it,
The pillow that ive been with All those years ago,
Is still wet, from my past tears,
The handkerchief I've always wanted,
Never came, and i never received it.
The worry I've always had was,
Ive always wanted ,
Something better than a square of cotton,
I needed a someone,
Someone that'll give more comfort ,
Than my pillow ever did,
Until then, I'll wallow in my bedroom,
Head down ,on the comfort of my pillow
Waiting til I receive it,
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