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There will be shoulders pressing in the hall |
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And I won't know if you're here at all |
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There will be wine and drinking in the yard |
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There won't be anybody very hard |
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There will be lots of things that we can do |
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And all and more will be for you |
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Everything I knew I tried it with you |
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But everything to you was never easy |
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So I went ahead around my world |
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I saw the things you do, arriving by your side |
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To see you looking too |
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But I know this, I know, I never lied to you |
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It's been just like you're gone |
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For just one day, for so long |
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It's been so hard to bear with you, not there |
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But though I think of you |
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The things you do, when I'm with you |
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To be with you |
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To be alone, can only think |
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Why I am here? What's meant to be? |
