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Lately I have had this strangest feeling, |
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with no vivid reasons here to find. |
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Yet the thought of losing you's been ringing |
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round my mind... |
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Far more frequently you're wearing perfume, |
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with you say, "No special place to go" |
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But when I ask will you be coming back soon, |
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you don't know, never know. |
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Well, I'm a man of many wishes, |
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I hope my premonition misses, |
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but what I really feel |
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my eyes won't let me hide, |
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cause they always start to cry. |
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cause this time could mean goodbye. |
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Lately I've been staring in the mirror, |
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very slowly picking me apart. |
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Tryin' to tell myself I have no reason |
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with your heart. |
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Just the other night while you were sleeping, |
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I vaguely heard you whisper someone's name. |
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But when I ask you of the thoughts you're keeping, |
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you just say, nothing's changed. |
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Well, I'm a man of many wishes, |
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I hope my premonition misses, |
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but what I really feel |
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my eyes won't let me hide, |
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cause they always start to cry. |
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cause this time could mean goodbye. |
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Well, I'm a man of many wishes, |
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I hope my premonition misses, |
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but what I really feel |
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my eyes won't let me hide, |
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cause they always start to cry. |
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cause this time could mean good, goodbye. |
