There was a girl that I knew who grew flowers,
Carrying them with her wherever she went.
She held them softly right next to her heart...
So that whenever she gave them away,
They would forever smell of loves scent.
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Waiting
I want you more than I need you
I need you so bad
Are you coming back?
Are you coming back?
I’m waiting
Haven’t had a dream in a long time
Haven’t been able to sleep.
Are you coming back?
Are you coming back?
I’m waiting,
I’m waiting.
I want you more than I need you
I need you bad
Are you coming back?
Are you coming back?
I’m waiting,
I’m waiting,
I’m waiting
- Alice Bowman
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