It's two in the morning and I can't sleep
I am laying awake thinking of you...
Thinking of your voice on my lips,
Your hands on my hips,
Your promises of a better us.
Its three in the morning and
It's your birthday today...
And all I can wish for
Is a day, tomorrow,
When you are not alone
Halfway around the globe....
When I am not alone
Sitting on a rotten throne.
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