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letra de he's never coming home - m. craft

she wakes up thinking of the past
he said it was over
he said it could never last
but she thought he’d gone around someday
even though it’s over
even though he’s far away

she makes her coffee in the kitchen
and checks for messages on her phone
she looks outside but it’s a gloomy london day
and she knows
he’s never coming home

she’s always running late for work
sitting at the back of the 38
getting chided up by some cheap suit jug
behind thosе girls who dress in pink
she wonders how thеy get their hair that way
she wonders how much they’ve had to think
she spends her day at her computer
and that sp-ce makes her feel alone
there’s a sp-ce right next to her that once was his
and she knows
he’s never coming home

now surely he’s far away in a sunny land
with a girl upon his shoulder
and a dark hearing in his hand
and if he was here right now
would it all be clear right now
or would the same old promise
be the same old promise to you
oh, i love you still, she sounds
to the midnight air
oh, that he’s not there
at the end of the day, she can hardly speak
she thinks of him, and her knees go weak
she pours herself a tremble of vodka
so how it smells like his cologne
she falls asleep in a big ol’ lonely pile
she knows he’s not comin’ home

- m craft

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