when i dreaming with a broken heart, then waking up is the hardest part. i roll outta bed and down on my knees. and for a moment i can hardly breathe. wondering was he really here? is he standing in my room? no he's not, cause he's gone. when i dreaming with a broken heart. the giving up is the hardest part. all at once we have to say goodbye. wondering could you stay here? will you wake up by my side? no you won't. now do i have to fall asleep with this dolls beside me? would you get them if i did? no you won't.
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