Empty Arms
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Empty arms that ache
'Cause you're not here with me
How much can I take
Of this sheer misery?
Thought I'd hear your voice
And be fine, as before
But the sound of you
Just makes me miss you more.
It is such a tease
To hear you on the phone
Then, to realise
I'm still here, all alone.
Hurry back, and soon
Please take away the pain
Eager arms will hold
And love you once again.
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