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The letter that |
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I sent to you |
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Was it lost in the mail? |
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Then tell me why there's no reply? |
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Where can she be tonight? |
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As I lay here in the dark |
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And I reach for you, |
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I long for you |
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But you've gone like the wind |
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And I know that you won't be back again |
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Pictures of days gone by |
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That you painted as a child |
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You gave to me, you saved for me |
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Where does she sleep tonight? |
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Is she underneath a star? |
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The healing grace, the secret place |
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But you've gone like the wind |
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And I know that you won't be back again |
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Oh, look down from your ivory tower |
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That's me standing in the mist |
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And I tried to hide my broken pride |
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But you've gone like the wind |
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And I know that you won't be back again |
