Crumpled Papers On The Floor by Martie Hevia
Crumpled papers on the floor
Can’t find the words.
Oh, I don’t want to cry anymore.
A look, a smile, a touch, a kiss
But where’s the love that I miss
Tell me what’s the point of all this?
Long days and lonelier nights
Everywhere, well, there you are
Nowhere to run, No place too far.
Can’t find a way to mean good-bye
Can’t find a reason why
But I don’t want to cry anymore.
Can’t find a way to stay away
Can’t find the words to say…
That I don’t want to cry
So I’ll say good-bye
With crumpled papers…
On the floor.
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