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Are you there, dear old friend? I really miss you |
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'Cos I can't feel your beats unless my hand's on my chest |
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Guidance, please! Now don't you shut down again |
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Your guidance ceased and I fell down, I still don't stand |
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Dear old friend where have you gone? |
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Now I can't feel at all what's right or wrong |
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I made wrong moves, a dog rose in bloom later withered |
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Then the shock, that shakes me still, came almost fatal |
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Guidance, please! Now don't you shut down |
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again |
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Your guidance ceased and I fell down, I still |
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don't stand |
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Dear old friend where have you gone? |
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Now I can't feel at all what's right or wrong |
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Don't you leave me here alone! |
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Dear old friend where have you gone? |
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Now I can't feel at all what's right or wrong |
