These are the times
Yes these are
Where you find out things about each other
By the light of a star
When 3:00 am is never too late,
When the cars roll by just to seal your fate,
When you stay up lost in all your hate,
And the call of the night is dark and great
Nothing like this should have happened
No one this young should experience this...
A lack of love being reciprocated,
Leads to a misunderstanding of bliss
As you weave your life's story
As I sigh and absorb it all
I realize that everyone has problems
We just hide them behind our own wall.
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