Billy Cross and Robert Hall
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I don't want to meet you, out there on the street
I don't want to see you drive by.
I don't want to hear your name, mentioned by a friend
I don't want another reason to cry.
I don't want to need you
I don't want to hold you
I don't want to love you, but honey I still do.
I don't want to think of you, when I lay down at night
I don't want to toss and turn and ache to hold you tight.
I don't want to hear your footsteps in the hall
I don't want to sit and stare at your picture on the wall.
I don't want to need you
I don't want to hold you
I don't want to love you, but honey I still do.
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