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How the Idea of You Hurts
I cried a sea without stopping
I filled the rivers and streams
How a tear never escaped my eye
How the sky fulfills my deepest fears
The lack of a warm hug, the slash of a teaching at dawn
How the idea of you hurts; how the idea of you, is a wind blown
I cried a sea without stopping
I filled the rivers and streams
How the idea of you hurts my heart
How I don’t miss your presence, did you ever exist?’
I flourished into an apple tree; I never saw your light around me
How I grew on my own; how time grows longer without his love
How the idea of you hurts; how the idea of you is a wind blown
How the idea of you hurts…
