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Leayah

Its midnight
I don't know why I'm awake
Writing songs
Writing the pain away
The candle is my source
My only source of light
My blanket is my source
My only source of warmth on this cold night

I need a little room to breathe
I need some time alone
I need a little thing called hope
I need a place called home
I need a little thing called love
I need an escape
I need you to stop bringing me down
I need you to go away

Its morning
I don't know why I sleep
Dreaming of a happy place
Dreaming of the pain I wish I could leave
This dream is my source
My only source of hope
This hope is my source
My only source to find a home

I need a little room to breathe
I need some time alone
I need a little thing called hope
I need a place called home
I need a little thing called love
I need an escape
I need you to stop bringing me down
I need you to go away

I need to belong...


Tags: sadness


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