Linda Damato - Come Back

This Pain, It Hurts.
My Eyes, They're sore they Burn.
In Bed, I toss i turn.
Days feel like years when your not Here,
The Birds dont seem to sing for Mornings anymore.
This grey cloud above me never goes away,
Why couldnt you just stay?
Yes, im Trying to do right, looking for answers all alone in the darkness and night.
I gave you My Heart and Soul but you just let it go.
I need to think this over,
But its a mess. Im still inlove, i confess.

Linda Damato

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