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Is now the time to say the goodbyes and the thank yous? |
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Is now the time to fade into the bluest of the blue blues? |
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Oh, it'll feel bad for a while, they say |
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And the worst night is the first night alone... |
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Oh what a thing, oh what a thing we had; everything. See? |
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Oh what a thing! |
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Nothing was wrong, no, 'till you were gone and I was alone. |
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Is now the time to say: "I guess we just ran out of breath"? |
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Is now the time to say: "Baby this ain't no matter of life and death"? |
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But that is not true and I can't lie to you my love |
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Plus, I ain't talking when you're walking away... |
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Oh what a thing, oh what a thing we had; everything. See? |
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Oh what a thing! |
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Nothing was wrong, no, 'till you were gone and I was alone. |
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Oh tell me, |
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Was it too much of a good thing, baby? |
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Oh, I would do the same mistakes |
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Or did you have enough of the perfection maybe? |
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Oh, I would do it all over again... |
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Because, oh what a thing, oh what a thing we had; everything. See? |
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Oh what a thing! |
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Nothing was wrong 'till you were gone, 'till you were gone |
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So, baby so long. I love you. |