In the weary hours of the night
I can't help but think in the late hours of night
Where you might be
What is running through your mind
Are you happy are you at peace
Are you also up late at night
Wondering what I wonder now
Why are we so far apart
Do you ever miss how we use to be
Do I ever cross your mind in these weary hours of the night or is your mind on some beautiful mystery that no one shall understand
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