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I'm not sure and I'm not asking |
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But I thought I heard you say |
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"I just walked past him" |
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But why can I never do anything before you go |
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I don't know |
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And outside the streets are empty |
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There was no time then |
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And now there's plenty |
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Oh why do I never get a chance to say a word |
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When you're on your own |
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If there's nothing that I want more |
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Why do my steps get this small |
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When I reach your front door |
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And I wait outside for you to come back out |
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And your light goes out |
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You don't know me but I'm still here |
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And God the last time I saw you |
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You were, oh, this near |
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And there's a thousand things I wish I'd said and done |
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But the moment's gone |