When the fog fills in,
I say what I feel,
see you in the mess there,
to touch you is my appeal.
Want to hold you once,
that is all I ever want to,
my life is just a map of fog,
can't you ever see through.
Will you ever be there, for,
I am alone here without you,
why have you ever not felt,
like the way I do.
Thus it seems I am just,
not more than a friend to you,
have you ever been alone,
would you miss me and realize my - love for you.
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