The song that you sing alone in your blue gown, flowers in spring bloom when they hear the sound.
The beautiful thing still seems to let you down.
If I don't feel the same I have myself to blame.
I'm your but not by name.
The doom is so real, are we making a mistake?
The song that you feel alone in your heartache.
I just can't deal, I just can't stay awake.
I want it bad enough; show me what you're made of.
I'm yours but not by name.
Writer(s): Sam Dylan Cook-parrott
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