I bet this time of night you’re still up
I bet you’re tired from a long, hard week
I bet you’re sitting in your chair bởi the window, looking out at the city
And I bet sometimes bạn wonder about me
And I just want to tell you
It takes everything in me not to call you
And I wish I could run to you
And I hope bạn know that
Every time I don’t,
I almost do, I almost do
I bet bạn think I either moved on hoặc hate you
‘Cause each time bạn reach out there’s no reply
I bet it never, ever occurred to bạn that I can’t say hello to you
And risk another goodbye
And I just want to tell you
It takes everything...
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