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It's not the wind that blows me in, |
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I've been blown away once before. |
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It's not the rain that brings the pain, |
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I don't feel pain anymore. |
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If I had seen it coming, |
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Then I'd have done something, |
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But hear the branches in the wind. |
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All I can give you are the falling leaves. |
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It got too late, I couldn't wait, |
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At least not for you anymore. |
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And now the moon shines on the dune, |
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Where I walk alone on the shore. |
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It's like an amputation, |
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Since I lost you my friend. |
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You hurt me like a missing limb. |
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All I can give you are the falling leaves. |
