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You've closed the door this morning
You closed the door this morning.
Like every other day
Similar to every other day.
I think I must have heard you say goodbye
It seems like I heard you bid farewell.
And somehow there were footsteps
There were footsteps that disappeared in the storm.
That vanished in the storm
I turned around and felt
Turning around, your spot next to me was still warm.
Your place beside me was still warm
I woke up to see the morning
Awakening to find morning almost afternoon.
Was nearly afternoon
And the evening came with memories of you
Evening brings memories of you.
Now the minutes seem much longer
Minutes seem longer since worries began.
Since worrying began
I long to hear your footsteps again
Desire to hear your footsteps again.
I long to hear your footsteps
Before I fall asleep
Longing for your footsteps before sleep.
I've tried to think of other ways
Attempting to conceal the tears I must weep.
To hide the tears I had to weep
Now if you're somewhere far from me
If you're far away, I hope you know.
I hope that you know when
I long to hear your footsteps again
Longing persists for the sound of your footsteps.
The sounds I hear are different
The sounds I hear differ from what I'd prefer.
From what I'd liked to hear
As they fade away they're leaving only pain
Fading sounds leave only pain.
Now that silence breaks a part of me
That tells me what I am
Silence reveals a part of me, defining who I am.
I long to hear your footsteps again
Longing persists to hear your footsteps again.
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