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Looking at you |
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A newborn widow |
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I hear the voice |
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Of solitude |
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Hoping one day |
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You'll be together |
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If there's a heaven |
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If there's a heaven |
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As I watch the tears run down your face |
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I can see the youth that years erased |
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In a house you used to call your home |
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Where you sleep alone |
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Letters that speak |
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Of a bygone era |
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Held to your breast |
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And to your heart |
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And out of the door |
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The world is waiting |
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This is the threshold |
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This is the threshold |
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As I watch the tears run down your face |
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I can see the youth that years erased |
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In a house you used to call your home |
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Where you sleep alone |
