I am so tired—And I am so thirsty—I don’t think of you,I don’t think of youI get upI get readyI don’t think of you,I don’t think of youI drive to workI check my phoneI don’t think of you,I don’t think of youI eat, I read, I fileI talk, I giggle, I smileI don’t think of you, I don’t think of youI come homeI pet my dogI don’t think of you,I don’t think of youI sit on my porchI paint my toesI don’t think of you,I don’t think of youI sigh, I drink, I cryI don’t think of you,I don’t think of youAnd at the end of the nightWhen I have made it another day,I lay downAnd I dream of you, I dream of youLove from Appalachia,~Amy
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