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Darling, you've grown tired of me |
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When I catch your eye |
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It's all that I can see |
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Now I hear every word you say |
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But I can't see where you are |
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One day, when we've both settled down |
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We may meet again |
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In some long forgotten town |
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Gone, the years of wandering around |
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And finally ascend that future seat |
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We'll make ends meet |
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As long as there's an end |
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An answer can be hard to figure out |
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The fine print's meant to blur your eyes |
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But one thing will always remain clear |
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I'm not here, and you were meant for me |
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Someday we'll take that future seat |
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We'll make ends meet |
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As long as there's an end |
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An answer can be hard to figure out |
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The bright light's meant to burn your eyes |
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But one thing will always remain clear |
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I'm not here, and you weren't meant for me |
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You weren't meant for me |
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You weren't meant for me |
