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Though the days are long and the nights are
longer,
There's something still there I can't get rid of.
When god took
you from me I wept every night,
But something in my heart said I've got to
fight.
It's been so long since I've heard your voice,
Well I guess when
death is mentioned, I really have no choice.
So I lay there and wish you
were here with me,
If you're really up there of course you could
see.
Sometimes when I dream I see me running to heaven,
Then I wake and
always know that I was just dreaming.
And so as usual I let the average day
start,
Because I'll always have your memory, in my heart
