Some people live their life
And others just survive
Some people live on love
And others live on lies
You always had a way
Of saying things in life
I'd find someone to love
Whose love is worth the climb
In your drawer I found
A poem that you kept
What I wrote back
When my arms were where you slept
While I've changed some lines
The meaning's still the same
Though you're far away
So much of you remains
Wide awake
I dream you
Out of sight
I see you
Without sound
I call you
Out of touch
I feel you
And others just survive
Some people live on love
And others live on lies
You always had a way
Of saying things in life
I'd find someone to love
Whose love is worth the climb
In your drawer I found
A poem that you kept
What I wrote back
When my arms were where you slept
While I've changed some lines
The meaning's still the same
Though you're far away
So much of you remains
Wide awake
I dream you
Out of sight
I see you
Without sound
I call you
Out of touch
I feel you
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