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We've been runnin' away from somethin' we both know |
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We've long run out of things to say and I think I'd better go |
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So don't be gettin' excited oh-when you hear that slammin' door |
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Cause there'll be one less set of footsteps on your floor in the mornin' |
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And we've been hidin' from somethin' that should have never gone this far |
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But after all it's what we've done that makes us what we are |
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And you've been talkin' in silence well if it's silence you adore |
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Oh there'll be one less set of footprints on your floor in the mornin' |
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Oh there'll be one less set of footsteps on your floor |
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One less man to walk in |
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One less pair of jeans upon your door |
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One less voice a-talkin' |
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But tomorrow's a dream away and today has turned to dust |
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Your silver tongue has turned to clay and your golden rule to rust |
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If that's the way that you want it well that's the way I want it more |
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Cause there'll be one less set of footprints on your floor in the mornin' |
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Oh there'll be one less set of footsteps on you floor in the mornin' |