Last night, I heard you were crying
last night after I left...
last night I heard you were sighing
feeling the burden get heavy again
I wanted to stay but you told me no
I wanted to play but you told me go
if only you knew I was crying with
you
if only you knew I was sighing too
Later that night I was lying in bed
later that night no one was in your
stead
later that night my pillow got wet
as I lay there and like a child I wept
Tomorrow morning I'm gonna see you
again
Tomorrow morning it'll begin
that same cycle of laughing and loving
that same cycle of crying and sighing
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