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My love,

I\'m sitting alone in a cold room

Writing a song to you

Thinking of past times

Memories in my mind

Old picture in the frame

Looking forward every night

To meet you in my dreams

To be with you and talk

Oh God, please stop the clock

The wind is in your hair

Your soul and your face will

bring me to my knees

Don\'t let me wake up please

Baby,

Without yor love

I\'m just alonley creep, like a king without a crown

And don\'t you know, everyday

I\'m going to our old place

To watch the sun go down

Looking foward...