Sometimes I wake up,
As I remember the sound of your voice.
Sometimes I look up,
To the sky,
As I remember you're somewhere out there.
Sometimes I lay in my bed,
Staring at the wall,
As I close my eyes and imagine that you're here.
Sometimes I forget,
That you're so far,
As I put my hand on my heart remembering you're there.
Sometimes I get lonely,
I want you here,
As I hold my own hand pretending it's yours.
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