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I want you to stay,
What a selfish thing to say,
So I'll bite back the words,
And send you on your way.
I already miss you,
I don't see you much these days,
So it won't make much difference,
Six thousand miles away, six thousand miles away.
Little Pieces of you,
They sneak into these songs,
and I wonder if you hear them,
If you've known all along
That I clearly adore you,
And your awkward ways,
You don't seem to mind my wierdness,
I guess we're both kind of strange, we're both kind of strange.
The songs that make me sad are the ones that remind me of you,
But I hope you don't look back 'cause you know it's the right thing to do.
The thought of you still in that grey hell, breaks my heart in two,
You are so much more than that.
I wish you would stay,
What a selfish thing to say,
So I'll simply smile,
And wish you well on your way.
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