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I'm alone, sitting with my broken glass |
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My four walls follow me through my past |
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I was on a Paris train |
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I emerged in London rain |
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And you waiting there swimming through apologies |
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I remember searching for the perfect words |
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I was hoping you might change your mind |
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I remember the soldier standing next to me |
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Riding on the Metro |
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I was smiling as you took my hand |
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Saw the mood we spoke in France |
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You were passed as shallow word |
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It isn't passed there's still a hurt |
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You were passed as shallow word |
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It isn't passed there's still a hurt |
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I can see you now smiling as I pulled away.. |
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sorry |
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I remember the letter wrinkled in my hand |
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"I'll love you always" filled my eyes |
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I remember the night we walked along the Seine |
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Riding on the Metro |
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I remember a feeling coming over me |
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The soldier turned, then walked away |
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F**k you for loving me |
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Riding on the Metro |
