Soap
I spend all my time alone, Don't you know
Here I sit I'm wondering, Where you went
All my life I've been so blue, how bout' you
Making love to my guitar, that's nothing new
we were friends I must admit, I've wanted more
I wish that I could see you here, knocking at my door
My love the sun has got to set, on this perfect day
I guess you can't appreciate, the price I paid
I'm so alone and now I know she's gone
I'm so alone and now I know she's gone
Here I sit I'm wondering, Where you went
All my life I've been so blue, how bout' you
Making love to my guitar, that's nothing new
we were friends I must admit, I've wanted more
I wish that I could see you here, knocking at my door
My love the sun has got to set, on this perfect day
I guess you can't appreciate, the price I paid
I'm so alone and now I know she's gone
I'm so alone and now I know she's gone
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Writer(s): Evan Flick
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