I know Bob didn’t deliberately {walk out} on me when he was walked into Heaven with Yeshua.
BUT, I still MISS his presence.
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I don’t have plans and schemes
And don’t have hopes and dreams
I don’t have anything
Since I don’t have you.
I don’t have fond desires
And I don’t have happy hours
I don’t have anything
Since I don’t have you.
I don’t have happiness, and I guess
I never will ever again
When you walked out on me
In walked old misery
And he’s been here since then.
I don’t have love to share
And I don’t have one who cares
I don’t have anything
Since I don’t have You
You, you, you
You, you, you,
You, you, you,
You, you …
You
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