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I Can't Be With You

ying in my bed again
And I cry cos you're not here
Crying in my head again
And I know that it's not cleart
Put your hands, put your hands
Inside my face and see that it's just you
But it's bad and it's mad
and it's making me sad
Because I can't be with you
Baby I can't be with you
Thinking back on how things were
And how we loved so well
I wanted to be the mother
of your child
And now it's just farewell
Put your hands in my hand
We'll find another end