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I hear your voice in every corridor |
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I see your face in every picture frame |
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I feel your eyes in every starry sky |
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Lover, am I coming home again? |
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Now am I humble, who once was proud |
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Now am I silent, who once was loud |
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Now am I waiting for the sound of your saying |
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Lover, am I coming home again? |
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When you're gone the sun don't shine |
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Light a light, light a light for me |
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Bring me back home again |
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And how we loved 'til the years were days |
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How we laughed all our tears away |
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And now the time begins to fade |
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Lover, am I coming home again? |
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There's a wisdom in the teachings of the old familiar songs |
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And a sorrow in repeating all the old familiar wrongs |
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And a lesson to be learned though I've known all day long |
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Lover, am I coming home again? |
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Light a light, light a light for me |
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Light a light, light a light for me |
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Light a light, light a light for me |
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Bring me back home again |
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Bring me back home again |
