Because I know you'll be sleeping
I can write you these words
Not much more than a whisper
But I know they'll be heard
Warm autumn air
That's how we parted
Crisp leaves and footsteps fall
That's when the heartache started
Don't be afraid
Deep breathes are for you
I left with high hopes
This time, I'm gonna see this through
Warm summer breeze
Came through here, the South
They'll bring me back again
We'll make a home of this house
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