cry like mad my love forsaken how could i ever be so mistaken with the moon my heart is waning still there s no use in feigning explaining sweet as rain so soft and tender sighing and dying is all i remember black to white the times are changing where were you while my true love was aging though a piece of me was dead the thought of you revived me and stayed inside me through the light of june the dark i knew while i was howling at the moon rift the stage that held me captive stay the day when your love was inactive shades of hope reduced to nothing silence disclosing the truth you were clutching though a piece of me was dead the thought of you revived me and stayed inside me through the light of june the dark i knew while i was howling at the moon 
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