Eleven days
But only ten nights
I'm left alone
With fear and fright
We both are gone
But I shan't return
Until it's time
Your lesson learned
Of how the heart
Which is your mind
Will long for the one
Of which you're deprived
Senses impared
By no dreams of tomorrow
Yet I will dream
And be filled with sorrow
Nothing matters
Now it seems
So for eleven days
I'll live off dreams
You wouldn't give
Another thought
I'd hope you would
And so I am cought
To only dream
Of dreams of tomorrow
And when tomorrow comes
You'll have the sorrow
Of how I wish
That one last time
I could be with you
And you'd be mine.
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