Flyin’ to Seattle when I heard the news.
I can’t believe you’re gone, not the light I knew.
Some things get lost, some things just disappear,
But not my love for you, I’ll keep that close and near.
Some things just fade like scars and dreams,
I’ve got your heart right here with me.
I dialed your number on the phone yesterday,
Thinkin’ you would answer, and then I remembered.
– Alice Peacock
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