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If I'd only come and gone |
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The way I've always done with summer girls before |
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Shared one night with you and never reached for more |
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Then we wouldn't face this long and painful righting of the wrong |
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If I'd just come and gone |
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If I hadn't stayed so long |
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And merely parked my dusty boots outside your door |
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Tracked no footprints 'cross your polished hardwood floor |
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If I'd have left you in your doorway smilin' drowsily at the dawn |
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If I'd just come and gone |
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Then I'd be on a shinin' silver plane dippin' into Denver |
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Or a schooner blowin' down The Biscayne Bay |
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You'd be safely tucked away among the pleasure I'd remember |
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'Stead of lyin' here beside me fearin' restless thoughts inside me |
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That might awaken with the breakin' of each new day |
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If you'd only stopped to read |
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Cold hard words I carved on other bedroom walls |
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And heard the mornin' coffee truths I told 'em all |
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I'd still be on your lips like some unfinished half-remembered song |
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You'd never have loved me if I'd just come and gone |
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If I'd only come and gone |
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If I'd only come and gone |
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If I'd only come and gone |