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Tried to clean up |
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The hazy window |
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That got steamed up |
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Tried to call you |
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And I knew too well |
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You could not hear me |
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And I knew too well |
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You could not see me |
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You left the platform |
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In opposite direction |
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I'd missed again |
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Any word of affection |
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And where the rails end |
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There's no more denying |
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And when the sun dies |
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There's no more denying |
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Oh my love |
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Now the days are gone |
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Oh my love |
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We've been waiting too long |
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Whatever road to take |
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I'll hesitate and |
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Although far too late |
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Will try to wait and |
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The word frozen on |
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My lips and |
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The bloom closes its |
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Open calyx and |
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You left the platform |
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In opposite direction |
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I'd missed again |
|
Any word of affection |
|
And where the rails end |
|
There's no more denying |
|
And when the sun dies |
|
There's no more denying |
|
Oh my love |
|
Now the days are gone |
|
Oh my love |
|
We've been waiting far too long |
|
You left the platform |
|
In opposite direction |
|
I'd missed again |
|
Any word of affection |
|
And where the rails end |
|
There's no more denying |
|
And when the sun dies |
|
There's no more denying |
|
Oh my love |
|
We've been waiting far too long |
|
Oh my love |
|
We've been waiting far too long |
|
Oh my love |
|
Now the days are gone |
