My Empty Rocking Chair

There beside me is an empty rocking chair 

I rock all alone as the wind blows my grey hair

The old boards are creaking the fall air is cool

You now wish you were beside me and hadn't been such a fool

I've wondered many times why you chose the things you did

I was always around my love for you never hid

It's way to late to love me now or ever come back home  

I don't need you anymore I'm just fine rocking alone

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