I find myself
Wishing it were October
and I could see you again
Your smiling face
your bright blue eyes
that see right through me
I can hear your cries
and your screams
but you can't wake up
because its not a dream
My words can't say
what I feel inside
The more I say
the less I know
the songs I sing
I wish you could hear
I bear my soul
Display my fear
please tell me
you understand
and when you return
you'll hold my hand
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