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Monday, August 07, 2006 . 1:51 AM

So tell me how you feel (I'm lonely)
Are you for real (so lonely)
Do you still think of me (I think of you)
Baby still (you only)
Do you dream of me at night (it's like I dream you all the time)
So lone

Oh, let me tell you how it feels (it's like everyday I die)
Wish I was dreamin but it's real (when I open up my eyes)
Oh, let me tell you how it feels (and don't see your pretty face)
I think that I will never love again

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