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Long ago |
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In someone else's lifetime |
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Someone with my name |
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Who looked a lot like me |
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Came to know |
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A man and made a promise |
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He only had to say |
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And that's where she would be |
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Lately |
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Although the feelings run just as deep |
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The promise she made has grown impossible to keep |
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And yet I wish it wasn't so |
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Will he miss me if I go? |
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In a way |
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It's someone else's story |
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I don't see myself |
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As taking part at all |
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Yesterday |
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A girl that I was fond of |
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Finally could see |
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The writing on the wall |
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Sadly |
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She realized she'd left him behind |
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And sadder than that she knew he wouldn't even mind |
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And though there's nothing left to say |
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Would he listen if I stay? |
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It's all very well to say you fool it's now or never |
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I could be choosing |
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No choices whatsoever. |
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I could be |
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In someone else's story |
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In someone else's life |
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And he could be in mine |
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I don't see |
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A reason to be lonely |
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I could take my chances |
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Further down the line |
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And if |
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That girl I knew should ask my advice |
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Oh I wouldn't hesitate she needn't ask me twice |
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Go now! |
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I'd tell her that for free |
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Trouble is, the girl is me |
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The story is, the girl is me. |
