I sit on my porch and gaze endlessly down the pathway you march; will there be news; will there be hope. Day after day, week after week you stride past my yard to the next. You see my smile as you near; you see my tears as you pass by; you see my suffering as you glance back. How long must I be unhappy; how long must I be alone; how long must I be heartbroken. Oh please deliver me his letter tomorrow. Thank you for listening to my playlist, hope you enjoy.

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