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It's a prelude to goodbye |
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When you close your eyes |
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You didn't see the signs Maybe I'm right, maybe I'm wrong |
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Maybe I thought I had met my match |
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But maybe I'm not that strong |
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I'm all right I'm just fine |
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I've been hurt harder than I've been hurt this time |
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It's a shame you can't take words back |
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Cause they hang in the air, they linger and that's a fact |
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Words can be arrows, they can be windows |
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They can do so very much of mean so very little |
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Maybe I'm just amazed that I could feel thins hard |
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Maybe when I fall these days, I only fall so far |
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It's a way of letting go, when you steel yourself |
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For some kind of trouble, and cut your losses low |
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And you smile like it's no big deal |
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Like it's one more misjudgment |
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In the way that you thought you'd feel |
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But I'm not finished I'm not done |
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Maybe I've just started, maybe I'm only numb |
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Maybe I'm just amazed that I could feel this hard |
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Maybe when I fall these days |
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I only fall so far |
