The sun dont seem to shine on me no more
I find my self waitin by the door
I cant just thank the same since youve been gone
so i grow tired of waitin by da phone hopin dat u would just call or come home
da side of the bed iz called and im alone
so i called mama and mama said son let it go
and move on cause shes gone yea shes
oh shes gone yea shes gone and i know wat if mama was wrong
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