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Sitting in the living roomSeeing your empty stareAnd I know that you are thinkingAbout something that's not thereThe sunlight doesn't shineThrough the windowsIt doesn't shine at allAnd I'm thinking of these reasonsWhy you and I don't talkWe are only feet apartBut it seems more like milesAnd the love seat that we occupiedIs old and out of styleAnd I want to hold your handA thousand times more againIs this what it's come toA means to an end?Sitting in our secret spotKnowing it's not the sameAnd I'm wishing you were hereWith meBut I'm the one to blameAnd the nights that we spent right hereThey don't exist anymoreAnd I'm begging you, girlDon't leave mePlease, don't walk out that door Aus Songtexte Mania