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You said I'd never have to be alone,
To just call your name and you'd come home...
I think I hate these summer nights.
when nostaliga can creep in...
I crept to bed so slow that night
Not looking forward to the next day...
Don't look back and regret the past,
Gather strength from your mistakes and take another step forward.