The record keeps on turning,
And again my mind is burning.
This room is dead and quite,
And I know I can't deny it.
I'm sure you life is the same,
In a room with only pain.
And when I should find sleep,
I can only sit and weep
So much for this day,
That didn't go our way.
And now we can't even talk,
So I sit and watch the clock.
It's bad when no poem or song,
Can't numb all that is wrong.
I'm wanting to hear your voice so bad,
I feel if I don't I'll go mad.
There isn't a single reason why,
Either you or me should have to cry.
But were stuck here again it seems,
Not even left with our dreams.
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