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The train had left the station |
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I could hear the wheels squeal |
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around the bend |
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My only consolation |
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I could travel down the path that |
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never ends |
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Sweet sensation |
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I ran my mind all the way back to |
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better times |
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But I don't want to be your memory |
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Yours was the body that rhymed |
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with my body |
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And I just don't think there will ever |
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be anybody else |
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Yours was the body that fit mine completely |
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And I fail to see how there could ever |
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be anybody else |
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No I don't believe there will ever be anybody else |
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Shadows flood the river |
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Like your silence that echoes in my ears I guess you're just oblivious |
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To all this love that still roars and sears |
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I don't want to be your memory |
