”When I’m lonely
I lie awake at night,
And I wish you were here.
I miss you.
Can you tell me
Is there something more
To believe in?
Or is this all there is?”
Can you tell me...? in The Sorrowful Life
- April 30, 2015, 12:42 a.m.
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