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I'm alone |
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Sitting with my empty glass |
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My four walls |
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Follow me through my past |
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I was on a Paris train |
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I emerged in London rain |
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And you were waiting there |
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Swimming through apologies |
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I remember searching for the perfect words |
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I was hoping you might change your mind |
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I remember a soldier sleeping next to me |
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Riding on the metro |
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You wore white |
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Smiling as you took my hand |
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So removed |
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We spoke of wintertime in France |
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Minutes passed with shallow words |
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Years have passed and still I hurt |
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Oh, I can see you now |
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Smiling as I pulled away |
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I remember a letter wrinkled in my hand |
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I love you always filled my eyes |
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I remember the night we walked along the Seine |
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Riding on the metro |
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I remember a feeling coming over me |
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The soldier turned, then looked away |
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I remember hating you for loving me |
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Riding on the metro |
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I'm alone |
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Sitting with my broken glass |
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My four walls |
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Follow me through my past |
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I was on a Paris train |
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I emerged in London rain |
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And you were waiting there |
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Swimming through apologies |
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**** off, asshole |
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I remember searching for the perfect words |
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I was hoping you might change your mind |
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I remember a soldier sleeping next to me |
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Riding on the metro |
