Standing alone with dust in my face,
As I see you walking away.
Deep inside I know your hurt my wounds are clear thou,
But you continue with a scar;mine is a bleeding heart.
Leaving behind memories that cannot be forgotten,
Leaving behind scars that seize to heal.
I'm still standing for you to turn,
I'm still waiting for tides to change.
Just turn around I'm with arms wide open,
Run to me baby before its late.
I can't take this pain nor see your scar,
Turn around baby, I'm not too far.
A few steps towards my bruised arms,
I'm losing my life as you walk away.
Come back as I wait for you,
With a broken heart and dust in my face.
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