You're breaking my heart. One day at a time. It's little more off rhythm. Then it was last night.
And I'm falling so hard. Too fast and too free. Without your direction. It's all so incomplete.
And I dread the morning. That will start all my days. Waking to nothing. With a thousand words to say.
You're breaking my heart. One day at a time. It's a little more fragile. Then it was last night.
I dread the morning. I turn your bed light on. The pillows haven't been moved an inch. And I know you're gone.
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