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It makes me lonely It makes my very lonely When I see you here, waitinı on He makes me tired, he makes me very tired And inside of me, limpes on But you have your heart Donıt believe it, and you will find it Waitinı on Everything I said, oh, well I meant it And inside my head, holdinı on Cos if I died tonight Would you hold my hand, no Would you understand And if I lived in spite Would you still be there, no Would you disappear Surely must be you But I donıt make you lonely Iıll get over you But I donıt make you lonely |