Loving you


Why is it hurt
Why is it pain
Why is the blood
Running cold in my vein

I give and you take
But my heart you always break
I just don't know how much more I can take

The pain is real
Cause my blood I can feel
Running cold and lonely
Trying not to steal

Steal away into the night
From a fire that once was so bright
But now is dying with no light

I wish this was different
I wish it wasn't true
I wished my love always red
Instead of dread and blue

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