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Little Bear
Timberwolf
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In
My flesh and blood
I wrote your home a letter on
Your shelf
And on the way back to your door
Your roses turned a shade of brown
To heavy now
Before my ink well runs dry
I need to tell you
How hard it is to sleep at night
I need to tell you stories of the ghosts
Who whisper poems in my ear
'till morning dear
And without you to come home to
It's a lonely pace around this time of year
Just giive me one last chance to hold you
Smell the flowers in your hair
I'm sorry dear
And as time becomes a figment of my past
The wrinkles on my hands tell the stories of our hearts
And I know that some day we will have to part
Head our seperate ways
In lonely parts
And without you to come home to
It's a lonely place around this time of year
Just give me one last chance to hold you
Smell the flowers in your hair
I'm sorry dear
And I had only wished for smiles upon your soul
And it hurts to know
My love is old
And I know it was so hard to let you go
But the smiles on my face couldn't make you feel at home anymore.