Today I heard the most beautiful song:
Inside
Inside there's only tables and chairs
It seems so empty without you to be there
You have a way of changing the size
It makes me think about you when it's only me there
Finally I'm learning to be by myself
And I'm hoping for you to return
Even though I think that I'll go out the door
and sit looking for you up the seashore
I'll be outside until you come back
I'll be outside
I'll be outside until you come back
I'll be outside
Tuesday, March 2
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