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133. This Morning

When I left this morning
How would you have known
That I would not return
To your arms tomorrow

When I left this morning
And kissed you goodbye
You never would have guessed
That you’ll never taste my lips again

When I left this morning
Would we have spent last night differently
If you had known morning would be the end
And no more moons would we see together

When I left this morning
Did you feel my love for you
As I touched your hair and smiled
Would you have turned away so quickly

When I left this morning
What clue were you given
That fate would steal my breath
Before I told you I loved you

When I left this morning
How would you have known
That I now wait for you
On the other side of your heart


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