Bruises

Bruises - Dreaming High

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Counting days, counting days

Since my love up and got lost on me

And every breath that I've been takin'

Since you left feels like a waste on me

I've been holding on to hope

That you'll come back when you can find some peace

'Cause every word that I've heard spoken

Since you left feels like an hollow street

I've been told, I've been told to get you off my mind

But I hope I never lose the bruises that you left behind