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Lletres: Clarks. Fast Moving Cars. She Says She Don't Miss Me.

She is sitting all alone but he sent flowers
All alone she sits there thinking this is not right
She questions all her thoughts at home for hours
He offers nothing in return for her to sit tight

Her dreams are tired and bound
Her stars are all falling down
I won't make a sound

She just sleeps right through the day when the suns up
Never knowing how to finish her dreams
All her friends will go away when she wakes up
She won't need them when there's something to believe in

The nighttime isn't so kind
Too many truths there to find
I won't change her mind

She says don't miss me

I will be alright
Because I'm not alone
I will be alright

She says don't leave tonight
She wonders why it's not right
She sees her visions in flight
I will hold on tight
I won't give her a fight

She says don't miss me
I will be alright
Because I'm not alone
I will be alright