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I look out behind the glass

Although the view is black

And starting to fade

I still strain my eyes searching

For a trace of your shadow.

I look out behind the glass

I noticed it’s starting to rain.

Memories of sunlight, hot summer nights

Keep on falling and calling me back

To the hours that lacked pain.

I miss you.,

Yeah I miss you.

Where are you hiding ‘cause I want

To find you

Your shadows games.

I miss you,

Yeah I miss you.

Don’t travel too far, by my window I’ll stay.

Don’t wander too far

The rain might wash you away.