Makes Me Think Of You

No use knocking at my door,

I don't think i live here anymore.

I live in the past you see

I think of the last time we were there

Before you went with her.



All my letters lie unopened,

Along with calling cards and tokens.

I cannot read, you see,

I think of the need to be by you now

If i could only move somehow.



The albums strewn without their clothes

Gather dust amoung the grooves.

The only one i play is ''blue'',

It makes me think of you.


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