Ode to a Memory Soon to Remember

She left one morning, with the promise that she would return.
I've been counting the days I've come to speak her name.
I just keep dreaming, these days have come to end.

The sound of old guitars keep burning chords each afternoon.
Cause I've been waiting, empty with a heavy heart.
I've been left alone for far too long.

Seems only but a promise that you left behind

She left one morning, with the promise that she would return.
And I keep waiting, counting every day.
But I just wonder, if I'll get see her then.

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