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Only a few words |
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But they're just for you |
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Hope they'll make you see |
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Since I've shut the door |
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I'm even more |
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More with you |
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Only a few thoughts |
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But they're just for you |
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Just to let you know |
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When I took the train |
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I felt I had to explain |
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But I wasn't able to speak |
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I always thought I was immune |
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And when our love went out of tune |
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I did not believe it could be so hard |
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Just for you |
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A few words which make you see |
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I realized that you've gone |
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I realized what I've done |
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Old father told me soon: |
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"Never let her be too close" |
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I laughed and loved my rose |
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As I said I thought I was immune |
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It's not I'm crying |
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About lost years - full of joy and tears |
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It's not I'm trying |
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To hold back what I left |
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Wintertime - and the living is not easy |
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Time after time |
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I recognize you're no longer mine |
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Only a few notes |
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But they're just for you |
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Written by a fool |
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Who can't understand |
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Why he let go your hand |
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I feel things become true |
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Which I said to me and you in a thousand lies before |
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Maybe old dad was right |
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Maybe he was wrong; |
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It's the same I've to be strong |
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Since I went out of sight |
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It isn't a delight |
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No - it's more a fight |
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It's not I'm crying |
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About lost years - full of joy and tears |
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It's not I'm trying To hold back what I left |
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Wintertime - and the living is not easy |
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Time after time |
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I recognize you're no longer mine |
