Maybe in another life I could find you there Pulled away before your time I can't deal, it's so unfair And it feels, and it feels like Heaven's so far away And it feels, yeah, it feels like The world has grown cold Now that you've gone away Leaving flowers on your grave To show that I still care Black roses and Hail Mary's Can't bring back what's taken from me I reach to the sky And call on your name And if I could trade, I would And it feels, and it feels like Heaven's so far away And it stings, and it stings now The world is so cold Now that you've gone away Now that you've gone away I reach to the sky And call on your name And if I could trade, I would And it feels, and it feels like Heaven's so far away And it feels, yeah, it feels like The world has grown cold Now that you've gone away
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