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Getting Late
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Old Works Over here its getting late, bed is where I need to be
but I am thinking of you, hoping your thinking of me
I am missing you more than I can stand
I am wishing right now you were holding my hand
I close my eyes hoping to see your face
I say a prayer for our next kiss, just in case
things have changed since we first met
I wish they hadn't more than you I bet
I am sorry I hurt you, please forgive me
I love you, and together I want us to be
I pray every single day and night
that your eyes will open up to this light
leading you back to me
so that together we can be
I flash this light into your eyes
it blinds you and you turn to hide
I love you more than you will ever know
How can I tell you when you tell me to just go?
