The silence has been screaming
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As I search through all the reasons
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Why, why you're gone
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The sunset never ceases
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As my world just falls to pieces
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And I try to go on
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Our friends they call to see if I'm okay
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The answer is in every word I don't say
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Your memory tears me into
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I miss everything when it comes to you
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And this pain just won't give up on me that easily
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It still hurts like hell cause you were like heaven to me
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I have been in bed
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For about a week now and I guess
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That it's time to wake
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Cleaning out the closet
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Taking down all of the pictures
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Of yesterday
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I could burn this whole place down and build it again
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But I'd still feel you under my skin
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Your memory tears me into
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I miss everything when it comes to you
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And this pain just won't give up on me that easily
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It still hurts like hell cause you were like heaven to me
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Like Heaven
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| Richard Marx |
