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JESSICA RIDDLE
KEY OF A MINOR |
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Gone
I know you're gone,
I know you're leaving me
behind your dreams,
behind your prayers.
What do you think,
What do you want,
What do you love,
What do you love?
I hear your sighs.
I hear your heartbeat
Pound me on my back,
I'm on my own now.
What do I see,
What do I feel,
What do I love,
What do I love?
I know you're gone,
I know you're leaving me
behind your dreams,
behind your prayers.
What do you think,
What do you want,
What do you love,
What do you love?
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