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My hands hurt
because theyre cold
as i sit here missing you
They suffer from heartache
Or maybe handache hm...

I sigh for my millionth time
The moon sighs with me

I feel more sorry for the moon
For it does not know warmth
Especially the special kind
when we're together

Ha...i don't even think the sun knows

I still have licorice here
on this hill
waiting on you to arrive once again
then we can split it like we used to
and watch the stars dance

O how I need you
O how i miss you

I'm willing to share my licorice

Description
My hands hurt
because theyre cold
as i sit here missing you
They suffer from heartache
Or maybe handache hm...

I sigh for my millionth time
The moon sighs with me

I feel more sorry for the moon
For it does not know warmth
Especially the special kind
when we're together

Ha...i don't even think the sun knows

I still have licorice here
on this hill
waiting on you to arrive once again
then we can split it like we used to
and watch the stars dance

O how I need you
O how i miss you

I'm willing to share my licorice