The Day
Think about the day
I walk on the street
Breathe without you
And I begin to think of the day
You stood at the gate of my eyes
And we sat and talked
And I fastened to grasp the chance
Before I failed to utter a word
When you disappered in the crowd
And I still walk on the street
But I stop to think
I have nothing to say, really
Or rather I shouldn't
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