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" its exactly 10:48 pm and the streets are empty 

a few lights are seen but dim

smokes coming out of chimneys left right 

millions of stars visible with the  ever bright moon

I walk alone 

hands in my pocket i wish i was holding you 

a wish so naive but how i wish it was true 

i walk alone....

Temptation to smoke a cigarette looms on 

the thirst for some rum even more 

i forgot how to whistle

i forgot how to'

perhaps the stars could make your face in the sky 

then again how would i touch 

just to see that face 

i miss so much

i walk alone....

i hope it will be a sunny day tomorrow 

for my heart to grow 

i miss you so very much 

just so you know

i walk alone...................................................... "