I take a walk down to the shore
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And I wonder how much longer I'll sustain these steps
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It's been a month since I've been gone
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And it's been a month too long since you have graced me with your presence
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I smell your scent on every single shirt I wear;
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I find pieces of your hair stuck to my suitcase
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I try to call but the reception here is weak
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And it'll still be three more weeks until I get home
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I hope your waiting by the door when I get home
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I don't want anyone to see me here alone
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It's not enough to say "I think about you" now
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But that was all I had
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I walk the boards alone tonight and try to fill this empty space inside my chest
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I took Atlantic home tonight and every neon light, and sign, spelt out your name
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And every morning that I wake
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I make a point to check the date in case I slept an extra day
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I've crossed so many numbers out
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But every time I count them there are so much more
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Sam's Song
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| Dave Melillo |
