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On a Tuesday morning in July |
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I was bright and breezy, not willing to die |
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And my skin was renewed by a comfortable sleep |
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I was born again, light on my feet |
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Then your sillhouette caught my eye |
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So hold your tongue, don't look my way |
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Cause I know we are not the same, |
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So I am trying to refrain from that |
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The mischeif in your eyes |
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And everything that's behind |
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On a Tuesday evening, you replied |
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Every word, every comma, I analysed |
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And I knew there was nothing there between the lines |
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But a masochist all hid and signed |
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But the maybe still plagued my mind |
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So don't write back, don't type my name, |
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For I know we are not the same, |
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And I am trying to refrain from that |
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And the nothings you give away, |
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And the words that you'll never say |
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Don't say my name, don't move an inch, |
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Let the morning pass without a hitch |
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And I'll just be trying not to notice til you're gone |
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Though I know it won't be for long, |
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Maybe then I can just move on |
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On a Wednesday morning in July. |
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