Going out separate ways
Going Our Separate Ways
My eyes begin to water
As I crave your warm embrace
Missing you is like a deadly sin
It breaks my heart
Again and again
I sort of remember when
Life was simple
You were my friend
No hard feelings
No confusing truths
I want to go home
Back to a time when it was just
You, me, and the telephone
When there wasn’t love
Or at least that we understood
When there wasn’t pain or fear
When we could
And now that doesn’t matter
Things have changed
We have changed
Your now too far away
Both of our hearts have strayed
To far to find
To far to fix
It seems like this is it
This is where the road ends
I lay here teary eyed again
Wishing you could hold me
Until I say when.
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