Now you were standing there right in front of me
I hold on, it's getting harder to breath
All of a sudden these lights are blinding me
I never noticed how bright they would be
I saw in the corner there is a photograph
No doubt in my mind it's a picture of you
It lies there alone on its bed of broken glass
This bed was never made for two
I hold on, it's getting harder to breath
All of a sudden these lights are blinding me
I never noticed how bright they would be
I saw in the corner there is a photograph
No doubt in my mind it's a picture of you
It lies there alone on its bed of broken glass
This bed was never made for two
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