Daylight Past
I hear the sound of pouring rain,
And wonder if he hears the same,
I’m living in daylight past,
How could I forget to ask?
Did you really mean what you said?
How could you hurt the hand that fed?
You've forgotten how much I've cared,
There is no one else that has even dared,
Why did I push you so damn hard?
You were the one with the card,
How could this happen so fast?
I’m living in daylight past,
I wonder if he feels the same,
My heart is pouring rain.
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