I've got your crate and favorite toys loaded in the backseat
Now I'm heading to the third shelter for this week
Hoping I'll get to use them when I bring you home
Straight to the new arrivals
I'm hoping that I'll see you
But I pause for every gray and white that paws at me
But they are never you
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Flipping through the pages of the DOA
I'm hoping I don't read you were scraped off of the pavement
It's never a relief because the search goes on
Twelve years ago you bolted from the front door then you ran
And you never were to be found ever again
And till this day, I have dreams you come back to me
I've got three words to say to you
I've got three words I'll never say to you

I know you can't hear me now
But I miss you so bad
Ten years I held you dear
And they're all gone somehow
I just give up