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Far away you've gone, and left me here |
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So cold without you, so lonely dear |
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May June July I count the time |
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Every minute I go takes the smell of your clothes |
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Further away |
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'Cause you've gone away |
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Where there isn't a telephone wire |
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Still I wait by the phone |
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You don't even write to say goodbye |
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Goodbye |
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I have saved every piece of paper |
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Like grocery lists and note cards |
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To do lists and race scores |
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So just in case you change your mind |
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And come back, I've kept everything safe |
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While you're gone away |
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Where there isn't a telephone wire |
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Still I wait by the phone |
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You don't even write to say goodbye |
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Get me out get me off |
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Get me out get me off |
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Oh this is a ride going nowhere |
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But somewhere that I despise |
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Going nowhere to end up with a tearful |
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I don't wanna go on with these pieces of paper |
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That you left behind |
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This is a ride going nowhere |
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But somewhere that I despise |
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Going nowhere to end up with a tearful |
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I don't wanna go on with these pieces of paper |
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To keep me company in my old age |
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While you're gone away |
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Where there isn't a telephone wire |
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Still I wait by the phone |
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Why don't you write to say goodbye |
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Goodbye |
