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I wish that you could see |
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All the things that I have seen. |
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This mind of mine is making life worthwhile. |
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I wish that you'd have know |
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Of all the plans I had in store for us, |
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Laughing, dancing, traveling the world on our own. |
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And this man, he weeps tonight, |
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And his head is bowed with sorrow, |
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But what can you do, sitting there, |
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And you let him cry tomorrow, |
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Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. |
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Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. |
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I thought our thing would last, |
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'Cause it said so in my horoscope, |
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The days have gone and past while dreaming away. |
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The lighting here is dim, |
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And the room closes in around me. |
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Your picture's hanging loose on a rusting nail. |
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And this man, he weeps tonight, |
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And his head is bowed with sorrow, |
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But what can you do, sitting there, |
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And you let him cry tomorrow, |
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Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. |
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Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. |
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And this man, he weeps tonight, |
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And his head is bowed with sorrow, |
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But what can you do, sitting there, |
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And you let him cry tomorrow, |
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Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. |
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Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow |
