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I remember the sound of the passing train |
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As it rolled through the night in the pouring rain |
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And the touch of a hand and the way she said goodbye |
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And we walked in the sun down the royal mile |
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Saw the light in her eye and the way she smiled |
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And she cried in the night and I heard her say, don't go |
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What can I do, sweet darling, I don't want to go away |
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Looking at you, sweet darling, I know I want to stay |
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What can I do, sweet darling |
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In the light of the day I was rolling home |
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I was thinking of you waiting on your own |
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And I wanted to call but then something said oh, no |
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Yeah, but now it's a dream, it's a memory |
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But I'll never forget what you gave to me |
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I was lost and alone but you made feel okay |
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What can I do, sweet darling, I don't want to go away |
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Looking at you, sweet darling, I know I want to stay |
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What can I do, sweet darling |
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I remember the sound of the passing train |
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As it rolled through the night in the pouring rain |
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And the touch of a hand and the way she said goodbye |
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What can I do, sweet darling, I don't want to go away |
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Looking at you, sweet darling, I know I want to stay |
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What can I do, sweet darling |
