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maybe it was wishful thinking

i could have sworn i heard you tonight

calling my name softly

tempting me out into the moonlight

i think i must be going crazy these days

i know you and me aren't "us" anymore

the nights keep getting colder

or maybe i've never noticed it before

i wrapped the covers all around me

i pray tomorrow life will go on

i know i should try to get some sleep

and try to forget that you're gone

i could go to sleep, dreaming about you

and while i slept, i'd be dreaming about you

you haunt me, i can't get rid of you

no matter how much i might want to

reach my lonely arms out

search for you in the empty night

please call my name again

and hold me until the sunlight