It hurts not having you near,
hurts not to hear your voice
breathe your absence hurts
but it hurts more to say goodbye.
It hurts like a slow death,
memory of the two,
burning blood in my veins,
but today it dries without your love
Misery live surrounded by the gloom
you are you waiting for you and nobody else
if you call me I'm next to you
all to feel the beating of your heart
if you say I do not labor in two
I prefer to say goodbye
It hurts not having you near,
hurts not to hear your voice
breathe your absence hurts
but it hurts more to say goodbye.