Uncertainty
If I went away, would you miss me?
If we drank lots of red wine, would you kiss me?
The 'what if's?' are killing me,
They say, 'If you don't mind, it doesn't matter',
But one lingering look from you and my calm thoughts scatter.
If I went away, would you miss me?
If we drank lots of red wine, would you kiss me?
The 'what if's?' are killing me,
They say, 'If you don't mind, it doesn't matter',
But one lingering look from you and my calm thoughts scatter.
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