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Hey, goodbye |
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I wanted to be poignant and wise |
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Nothing comes to me |
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Just the tears |
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That are burning my eyes |
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Hey, walk away |
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I wanted to shout at you to stay |
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Like before my pride won't |
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Let me stop you |
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Closing the door |
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You could still make it be |
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And you know I still believe |
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In a hope that there could be |
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A chance for you and me |
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Hey, today |
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I really didn't know what to say |
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Now I'm standing here |
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Just watching as you're walking away |
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You could still make it be |
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And you know I still believe |
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In a hope that there could be |
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A chance for you and me |
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You've been gone a week |
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But you're here more than before |
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Your presence lingers still |
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It clings wherever I go |
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You could still make it be |
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And you know I still believe |
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In a hope that there could be |
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A chance for you and me |
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Hey, goodbye |
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I wanted to be poignant and wise |
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Nothing comes to me |
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Just the tears |
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That are burning my eyes |
