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(Lucinda Williams) |
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See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world |
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See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world |
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The breath from your own lips, the touch of fingertips |
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A sweet and tender kiss |
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The sound of a midnight train, wearing someone's ring |
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Someone calling your name |
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Somebody so warm cradled in your arm |
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Didn't you think you were worth anything |
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See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world |
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See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world |
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Millions of us in love, promises made good |
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Your own flesh and blood |
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Looking for some truth, dancing with no shoes |
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The beat, the rhythm, the blues |
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The pounding of your heart's drum together with another one |
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Didn't you think anyone loved you |
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See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world |
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See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world |
