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When are you coming home?
I knew you'd be a while
But aren't you sick of eating loneliness?
Thought that you might like to remember
Thought you'd like to know
That when you call
I'll be waiting
When you return
I'll run to you
Counting the days away
I call out to your face, but in an empty place
I find myself
Thought that you might like to remember
Thought you'd like to know
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