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how can i sleep here with your hair not in my face
my sheets are cold, my feet are turning blue
and it’s you I can’t replace
what can I do ? (I don’t know)
I feel like I don’t turn around to see you standing all alone
in your silken nightgown
what can I do? what can I do
what will I do? what do I do?
how can I sleep here when you leave the tv on?
I can’t stand it when you do that
I can’t stand it when you’re gone
what can I do? I don’t know
I feel like I’m wasting all my time
what can I do while you’re gone
you help me occupy my mind
you’re everywhere I go you’re everywhere I go
you’re everyone I know you’re everyone I know
what can I do when you’re not around.
words and music by robb 1992
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