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IT'S OVER |
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If time were not a moving thing |
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And I could make it stay |
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This hour of love we share would always be |
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There'd be no coming day |
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To shine a morning light |
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Make us realize our night |
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Is over |
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When you walk away from me there |
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Is no place to put my hand |
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Except to shade my eyes against the sun |
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That rises o'er the land |
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I watch you walk away somehow |
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I have to let you go now |
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It's over |
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If you knew just how I really |
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Feel you might return and yet |
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There are so many times that people |
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Have to love and then forget |
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Though there might have been a way |
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I have to force myself to say |
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It's over |
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[ strings ] |
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So I turn my back and |
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Turn my collar to the wind |
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Move along in silence |
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Tryin' not to think at all, |
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Send my tired feet before me |
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Walk the silent street before me |
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It's over |
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It's over |
