In the dim light
of that dingy bar
he bared my soul
as he strummed his guitar
and there I sat for all to see
so alone since you set me free
crying to myself...pitifully
remembering the warmth of you
your touch...your kiss
but what good does it do
to remember...this
when I long for the nearness of you
I sit alone...not dreams
but fears come true
I'm so blue...
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