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I must admit I wonder |
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When she brought up all of those things on her mind. |
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I couldn't do much better |
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When I told her everything was fine. |
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I had to go away. |
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I had to go away. |
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I might have waited longer |
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Seemed like forty days and eighty nights, |
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But Then I saw my angel. |
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It seemed like everything would turn out right. |
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Set my heart aflame. |
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She became my everything. |
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See the joy she brings. |
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If we can get through this |
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You know we got our wish. |
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We took it to the level, |
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And we held out for more. |
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And isn't it a trist, |
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The things we might have missed; |
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Of stickin' with the wrong too long to know what right was. |
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And isn't it a shame? |
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We have only ourselves to blame. |
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At least thats what they tell you when you take the back door. |
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But it just never fit; |
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The thought of makin' it end. |
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Lets leave it to the pretty boys and girls in the show. |
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Why do we go away? |
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Why do we go away? |
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Why do we go away? |
