You hold what's inside of me....

Babe we used to talk all night. About pretty much just nothing.
The things we said never did no harm. But then again that's not the point.
We used to know how to play along, in a friendly game of just being ourselves.
But now it seems like those days are gone. There's nothing left inside of me.
You know I need you. I know you need me. There's something about
the way we are. I'm sure at least you agree a bit.
You know I miss you. You know I'd kiss you. If I ever got the chance to be near you.
I miss how we didn't need to talk. Cause silence like that, ain't bad.

Det började som en bra tanke. Men övergick på något sätt i svammel. Men jag tror det ligger några små guldkorn i den här lilla röran. Ta för er om ni ser något.

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