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Said to her, \"My dear, I'll write a love song\" |
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But couldn't make the words leave my mouth |
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So I left her in the morning with my gloves on |
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Anticipating winter heading south |
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Now the words flowing out of me like water, sifting through the thoughts ever so clear and come sit down with me my lovely water, and listen for I've got a lot to hear |
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I left her in the morning sun, I left her in July, I left with my raincoat on, with nothing on my mind |
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Waiting for someone to come and get you |
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waiting for a prisoner in diguise |
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You tell me you want them to forget, but nothing gets forgotten in these time |
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She smokes cigerattes that don't taste so good now, drinks until you feeling nice and warm |
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Just run from all the feelings you've locked down, because nothing is worse than leaving in the morn |
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I left her in the morning sun, I left her in July, I left her with my raincoat on with nothing on my mind |
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Now the suitcase that I took with me, is rusted to the bone |
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I'm running out of books to read |
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I've got nowhere to go |
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I left in the morning sun, I left her in July, I left with my raincoat on, with nothing on my mind |
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now the suitcase that I took with me, is rusted to the bone |
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I'm running out of books to read |
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I've got nowhere to go |
