"And miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold gound
and I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms"
and oh well, here i go worried about what you think when i shouldn't be. it doesn't matter, i will always love you regardless of what you think or don't think of me and i guess that's what i'll always hold on to.
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