I got a hole in me now
I got a scar I can talk about
She keeps a picture of me in her apartment in the city
But some things in this world
Man, they don’t make sense
Some things you don’t leave until they leave you
And then the things that you miss, you say
Baby, baby, baby when all your love is gone
Who will save me from all I’m up against out in this world
And maybe, maybe, maybe
You’ll find something that’s enough to keep you
But if the bright lights don’t receive you
You should turn yourself around and come on home

there is something about that song that gets me everytime. the emotion. the longing. the need to say the things you really don't know how to say.

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