The long lonely hours

In the long lonely hours of the night
I reach for you, to hold, to comfort
In the long lonely hours of the night
I ache for you, yearn and crave your touch
In the long lonely hours of the night
My heart bleeds for you, your smile
In the long lonely hours of the night
My broken heart cries for you
In the long lonely hours of the night
My dreams of us die, because
In the cold light of dawn
I know that I dreamed alone
In the cold light of dawn
I know you were a false dream, a false love

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