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The wind crys out your name

this loneliness drives me insane

i cry my self to sleep each night

wishing i could hold you tight

just sit around the house

with nothing to do every where

i look i see you

i miss you so much

i need you so why lord

why did she have to go

why did you not take me as well

instead of leaving me here

in this private hell ,how long lord

must this go on until i can come home

i know she will be there waiting

for me,so lord don`t break an old

mans heart let us not be apart...