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Great mistakes are made when love gets lonely |
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far from home. Beds are empty, nights are long, and |
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you miss him bad when you're on your own. That's |
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how I let my fate begin, threw back the sheets, let |
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someone in, and thought that love would understand, |
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but nothing ever goes as planned and now my baby |
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don't love me any more, and I'm all done talking. |
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My baby just walked up to the door and kept right |
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on walking. |
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Now I would walk the earth and back again just |
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to change his mind, but I'm so compromised I cannot |
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say he's being unkind. Take me back to fields and |
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woods, when we first met and love was good. It's |
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that that really breaks his heart -- a memory of how |
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you start, and now my baby don't love me any more |
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and I'm all done hoping. My baby just walked out of |
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the door and theh door's still open. |
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Love has made mistakes before, it picks |
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itself up off the floor. For most of us that's how |
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we live, but my love never could forive and now |
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my baby don't love me any more and I'm all done |
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talking. My baby just walked up to the door and |
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kept right on walking. |