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(stephen stills) |
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You asked me to read this letter |
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That you wrote the night before |
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And you really should now better |
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'cause she's worth a whole lot more, brother |
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You know you can't run away and hide |
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Is it you don't want to see her cry |
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Is that why you won't go and say goodbye |
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Then you said the fault was yours |
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And you really were to blame |
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'twas as if to close the door |
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And to hide away in shame brother |
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You know you can't run away and hide |
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Is it you don't want to see her cry |
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Is that why you won't go and say goodbye |
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Yes and why tell me why |
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Can't you see that it's not right |
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It's a lie it's a lie |
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Don't hide your sorrow in the night brother |
