All the bottles are dry
There are only stems and seeds left
And I wonder where you are
I wonder where you’ve been
I wonder if you still think about me
And I try not to cry
But it seems to be the only thing I can do
And I’m looking for you
On my empty bed
Makes me so sad that you’re not there
And I wanna fly away
I wanna find the place
Where maybe I can find happiness
All the bottles are dry
There are only stems and seeds left
And I wonder where you are
I wonder where you’ve been
I wonder if you still think about me
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