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Clements |
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I have waited in my room, in the silence of a tune |
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And arranged it as it was the day she came. |
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Lit the candle, made a bed, ....... the pillow for a head |
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And imagined every thing was just the same. |
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But looking out from my window at the rain |
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I can see that she won't come back again |
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So I will wait 'til I know what to do |
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And I will go out and find someone new. |
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I have waited all night long, I have played her favourite songs |
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I have listen for her footsteps, just the same |
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And I knew that I was blind, for in the darkness of my mind |
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It was no surprise to ............ she never came. |
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Now she's left me on my own, I must learn to live alone |
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And pull together what she's left me of my pride. |
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I can see this is the end, it's no good to pretend |
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I must go for someone else to take my side. |
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But looking out from my window at the rain |
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I can see that she won't come back again |
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So I will wait 'til I know what to do |
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And I will go out and find someone new. |
