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He came from somewhere back |
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In his long ago |
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Sentimental fools don't see |
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Tryin' hard to recreate |
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What had yet to be created |
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Once in their lives |
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She musters a smile |
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For a nostalgic tale |
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Never comin' near what he wanted to say |
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Only to realize |
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It never really was |
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She had a place in his life |
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He never made her think twice |
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As he rises to her apology |
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Anybody else would surely know |
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He's watching her go |
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But what a fool believes |
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He sees |
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No wise man has the power |
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To reason away |
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What seems |
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To be |
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Is always better than nothing |
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And nothing at all |
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Is sending him somewhere back |
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In his long ago |
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Where he can still believe |
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There's a place in his life |
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Someday, somewhere |
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She will return |
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She had a place in his life |
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He never made her think twice |
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As he rises to her apology |
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Anybody else would surely know |
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He's watching her go |
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But what a fool believes |
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(I know she's never going away) |
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He sees |
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No wise man has the power |
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(Ain't nobody got it) |
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To reason away |
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What seems |
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(Nobody's gonna tell him) |
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To be |
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Is always better than nothing |
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And nothing at all |
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He's making a fool believe |
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He sees |
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No wise man has the power |
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(Ain't nobody got it) |
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To reason away |
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What seems |
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(Nobody's gonna tell him) |
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To be |
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Is always better than nothing |
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And nothing at all |
