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ALONE
Alone in a crowded room
I’m haunted by the thought of you
Where do you hide?
When he is by my side
Why do you live?
When I’ve got nothing more to give
A figment of my imagination
The kind that haywires my every sensation
It’s not the thought it’s the memory
It’s the forgotten love you had for me
Tell me where it went to die
So I can go and say goodbye
