We used to sit under this tree
And watch as the sun would set
Crying tears over you
Now all alone I watch
As the moon rises
Its light no longer fills me with joy
Only sad memories of when we were young
As I held your hand
the sun would weep for us
Crying over our sweet love
But now that is no more
Our love lay shattered on the floor
Your face still hunts me here
I try to wash away your love
But it has stained my heart
I wish to kiss your lips
And dance with your hips
But you are just a ghost to me
Just a bad memory
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