Counting Sheep

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Oh wouldn't it be nice

To count the stars tonight

With you

Wouldn't it be nice

If we could watch for falling

skies beyond

Our own

But no

No

Instead I lay alone

Beneath a roof of stone

Waiting and waiting and

Waiting

And waiting and waiting

For you to come home.

X X X

::come back to me::

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