At Night

by Al   May 24, 2007


At night it's har to sleep alone,
at this point I recall the times we slept on the phone.
How we used to say I Love You, then goodnight we went,
Then off into our dreams we was sent.
Till night, is when I really miss the good between us,
Those times could never be again because of my heart you crushed.

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