And what's left of this paragraph,
The words are nearly over now-
Now being here near the ocean,
There's proof that you exist in more than just my dreams;
I could stand here for hours just to ask you that question,
But I start to think everyone here is make believe.
... So now I've turned around and I'm running away.
Away from you,
I'll be desperately waiting alone in the dark.
While you think of the world as it could have been,
I'll find another man who you can love instead of me.
Waiting for proof that this sunset is just a silhouette dream.
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