Im lying in bed, nothing to do,
Only to lay there, thinking of you.
At my desk sitting, nothing anew,
Just sitting there, always thinking of you.
My love, it’s true, clear as a sky of blue,
But it’s your hate I rue, Aaron, I love you.
Im lying in bed, nothing to do,
Only to lay there, thinking of you.
At my desk sitting, nothing anew,
Just sitting there, always thinking of you.
My love, it’s true, clear as a sky of blue,
But it’s your hate I rue, Aaron, I love you.
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