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I feel so sad, now that she′s gone
I've been loving that woman too long
There′s no place to go, 'cause my friends have all moved
Got nothing but sit in the sun
Got tired of crying
Guess I'll move on alone
My bed is so empty, and my heart has grown cold
Guess I′ll just die before I grow old
Place is untidy, that′s 'cause I ain′t done my dirt
I've just grown tired of thinking
Got tired of crying
Guess I′ll move on alone
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Writer(s): Michael Timothy Abrahams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
