Woke up crying
Mourning for the only life I need
Thought I’d be dying
But the way I love so very much like greed
You think I’d show my heart
50 years gone by the tears not dry
A love I had is lost but not the love for life
Making Me Great Again
Woke up crying
Mourning for the only life I need
Thought I’d be dying
But the way I love so very much like greed
You think I’d show my heart
50 years gone by the tears not dry
A love I had is lost but not the love for life
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