SAD, SAD GOODBYE

Towards the night, I begin to feel lonely

Then the dew starts to fall and my pillow grow cold

I feel so sad; stillness all over but my person in turmoil only

On my bed I cannot cease to think of old

A thousand text sent yet no reply

I often regret our sad, sad goodbye

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