I don’t think you understand
As I pass day by day without a word
A year went by and all the times I saw you
My hands could almost count them
Yet you say I don’t understand the degree
Of what exactly is happening
I’ve waited for you to explain
What I’m just not getting
What I’m just not hearing
What don’t I understand?
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