Honey were stuck in this little game,
And we can’t win either way,
Cause you have someone back at home,
And I’m not ready to go alone,
It’s a feeling I can’t seem to control,
Cause I didn’t want you to let me go,
The wind is knocking on my back,
Walking down this empty street,
Street lights will keep my safe tonight,
But I wish you were here; by my side.

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