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Nothing Is Complete


I'm standing in the midst
Of what future lies ahead.
My feet seem stuck to the ground
'Cause I can't forget what you said.

I struggle to look through the fog -
To see what good may come.
Yet clouds will never leave the sky
Until we resume life as one.

Nothing is complete
Without you right here by my side.
An impossible feat:
To live without you to guide
The way I react to things around me,
The ways I deal with my pain,
The things I do to say I love you
And show you alone life can't be the same.

Silence seems to be the
Only noise around
But I must not be listening,
For your ears are covered by another sound.

The scent of you surrounds me.
Your aroma swells so strong.
You seem so close but aren't -
What did I ever do wrong?

Nothing is complete
Without you right here by my side.
An impossible feat:
To live without you to guide
The way I react to things around me,
The ways I deal with my pain,
The things I do to say I love you
And show you alone life can't be the same.

I thought that we were meant to be
Together for all time.
But what I thought to be eternity
Was just a foolish dream of mine.

My fingers will not let you go;
My heart still cries for you.
How could you fail to embrace the fact
You're the one I've given my heart to?

Nothing is complete
Without you right here by my side.
An impossible feat:
To live without you to guide
The way I react to things around me,
The ways I deal with my pain,
The things I do to say I love you
And show you alone life can't be the same.

Nothing is complete
Without you right here by my side
And impossible feat (I'll encounter)
Never having you again as my guide.

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