Verse:
Why is it that I have conversations with your photographs?
Why is it that I always try to imagine your laugh?
The phone calls we had when we would both shed our tears
I’ve cried once for every one of our missed years

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Here I stand, a broken man
Fighting for everything we had
Considering, our phones never ring
Things aren’t all that bad

The past is lost but not forgotten
I could never forget my first real love

Verse:
Why is it that I pretend I’m still dancing in your embrace?
Why is it that I can’t forget the smoothness of your face?
The phone calls we had that lasted until after twelve
When I would just stare at our pictures on my shelves

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Verse:
You’re a mile away but it seems like a million
I haven’t talked to you in an hour but it seems like a billion
I haven’t seen you in a month but it seems like a trillion

It’s uncountable
How many times
I’ve dreamt of
You and me

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