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at night i lay in bed

thinking and hoping all my dreams

will one day come true

at night i wonder is this the end

is this all we have left

at night i wish we could go back to the way things used to be

at night i lay and cry about how we ended up

at night i lay and think of us, i mean of you and i

cause at night i realize there is no more us

at night i dream of us together again

but in the morning i realize it was all

at night