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Lost and Found

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I was lost then magically I found you

Now once again I am lost – what am I to do?

I feel like an abandoned broken heart

Dwelling forever in a left luggage locker

Waiting for an elusive thing called love

Hoping that someone will lay claim to me

Or give me a heavenly sign from above

I thought we had a spark that would catch fire

Figured we were on the road to destination desire

I am scarred and wounded but I will survive

Sometimes I feel more dead than alive

I know that you are still somewhere out there

And realise that deep down you still care

My head keeps spinning around and around

And my soul is in a place of sadness

It’s lonely here in the lost and found

 

 

 

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