I can’t get you out of my head.
As I toss and turn in bed
the words that I wish I said
before I left play in my head.
Sitting up at night alone
staring out at the night sky.
Thinking of life as it goes by
wondering if I’ll forever be alone.
My mind wandering like the Mississippi
dreaming of a future with you
with more warmth than summer in Mississippi.
with more warmth than summer in Mississippi.
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