I feel a feeling that is not one that I am used to.
When sitting the bench hurts,
I think my efforts will never pay off for you.
When sitting the bench hurts,
I remember a day when it didn’t hurt as much.
When sitting the bench hurts,
I long for the warmth of your touch.
When sitting the bench hurts,
I wonder if this feeling will ever subside.
When sitting the bench hurts,
I feel my heart begin to divide.
So I sit here thinking about you,
When sitting the bench hurts.
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