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Another night I stand

unsure of where I'm at

but I know where I want to be

I want to be with you



I remember the last time I held you

and it tears me up inside

the way we were torn apart

just like we always are

I should be with you

you belong with me



How many tears do I have to cry?

How many sleepless nights do I have to spend

wondering where you're at,

wondering how you are?

It isn't right



I love you more than anyone could ever know,

but what does it mean to the world?

Nothing it seems,

but you mean the world to me.