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(Michael McDonald & Grady Walker) |
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The sight of her ain't like before |
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For a lonely heart, you should feel much more |
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You left behind a time when dreams came true |
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And in this real and lonely world |
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We only do what we can do |
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All night long that telephone rings |
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You remember how you loved that girl |
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Now you think it don't mean a thing |
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It keeps coming back |
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So you turn away |
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Well, that's all behind you now |
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Like rollin' thunder |
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It just fades away somehow |
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As we get lost in the parade |
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Never tried to give what she was looking for |
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And to a lonely heart, love's an open door |
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All night long that telephone rings |
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You remember how you loved that girl |
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Just when you think it doesn't mean a thing |
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It starts coming back |
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So you turn away |
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Well, that's all behind you now |
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Like rollin' thunder |
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It just fades away somehow |
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As we get lost in the parade |
