The First Time Again

 

When my inbox is empty

And my phone is dead quite

There’s no knock on my door

Or a good friend in sight,

That’s when I wish I could kiss you,

Kiss you again for the first time.

 

 

Lying in my cold bed

As lonely as the dark night

Thoughts keep running thru my head

As I turn out the light

That’s when I wish I could hold you

Hold you again for the first time.   

 

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