Some things you can't have
I know so many things now
Still I could not have you
Grown and aged and still, no
Sometimes I'd lie by you in bed
And never would there be a word said
Remembering the days gone by
I could look upon you, you know
When you gazed upon me I would turn a shade red
But even when I came home late
All bruised and battered
You would always lie by me in bed
Another drink
And never would there be a word said
I was lucky to have you, you know
But I was afraid, I can't understand why
Leave me, I need security
Was it right to run out
But you turned into a dream
Then to be replaced as a memory
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