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Woorden: Squeeze. Crying in My Sleep.

Breaking up is breaking my heart
Is showing me the door and if I get it open
I'll discover that there's much more to life than this
As I hit the wall with the full force of my fist

I concede this time to defeat
I keep crying in my sleep
Dear boy, poor boy
I keep crying in my sleep

Breaking up is making me see
Inside myself again and if I can keep looking
Inside then I might change the things that I fear
It keeps my heart awake and stops the tears

My nights are incomplete
I keep crying in my sleep

The sound of her voice, the sound of her words
I hear every breath, each whisper is heard
But it's so hard now, now, she is gone
Everything I did I did wrong, I keep crying in my sleep

And if I turn full circle, perhaps I'll see
That the road ahead is clear
When the world that's on my shoulder disappears
At night the footsteps creak, I keep crying in my sleep