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I've searched every corner, of this old house. |
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Been here for an hour, turned it upside down and inside out. |
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But I can't remember, who knows where |
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I had it? |
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But I need it now. |
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Back, back, used to be mine and |
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I want it back, back, |
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One look at you and it takes me back, oh back. |
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The ink on the note that you left was black, so black. |
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Used to be mine and |
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I want you back. |
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So how did it happen? |
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What a mess |
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I've made. |
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There's something here that meant so much, just evaporates. |
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Some goodbyes last forever. |
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As they slip through your fingers, it's the great escape. |
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Back, back, used to be mine and |
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I want it back, back, |
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One thought of you and it takes me back, way back. |
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Used to be mine and |
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I want it back. |
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Used to be mine and |
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I want you back. |
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Back, back, back in my arms |
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Back, back, back in my arms |
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Back, back, back in my arms |
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Back, back, back , back, back [repeat] |
