As the days go by
As the days go by I don’t know what to do
As the days go by I get lonelier
As the days go by I wonder why
As the days go by I think and I think
As the days go by I miss him more and more
As the days go by I feel feeling I don’t want to feel
As the days go by I want him here
As the days go by I sit and stare
As the days go by I feel myself losing myself piece by piece
As the days go by I go to the graveside
As the days go by I visit him
As the days go by I ask myself why wasn’t it me
As the days go by I ask myself why did it have to be him
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