Come Find Me.
Laying in the grass and I'm staring at the stars.
Wondering why you have to be so far
Wishing you were here to help me see clear.
And take away all of my pain and my fear,
I'm afraid,
That my thoughts will take over my mind.
So, I pray that everything will be fine.
But it's not.
I'm lonely in a crowded world of hate and sorry.
I'm lost and you're the only one who can find me.
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