Fighting Lonely
I am amrried to a truckin man,I hate bein the truckers wife,
I am always fighting lonely.
So many nights we talk,
But i need more to hold,
Then dam old phone.
I am so lonely i could cry,
I am so tired of fighting lonely.
Please come home to me
So even for a night
I can hold you tight.
I dont wanna fight lonely anymore,
I want you home to stay,
I miss you just so much,
I love you to the moon and back.
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