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Dearest Sunday
I shall not forget you
all the sweet memories, the blinding truth
the way you watched me watching you

Dearest Sunday
it's only 2AM
And I'm not sleeping
fucked up again
thinking bout orchids
thinking bout your face
and the way that its stained me

Dearest Sunday
bring me peace
I wanna know you
in my dreams
bring me wind and
yellow roses
bring me sand and
pretty horses

Dearest Sunday
cuz she said
cuz she said
she said she loved me
once again
cuz she said
cuz she said
she said that she loved me