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Self-assured with a cold heart |
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I was sure the words had failed us |
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So roundabout I take the curtains down |
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Sweep beneath chairs, the unanswered prayers |
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Now I'm haunted by a longing so early in the morning |
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It greets me without warning |
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Coincidence I see you today |
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We small talk but time gets in the way |
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So I clip the clock's wings, we talk about smart things |
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Find myself smiling for the first time in days |
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Now I'm haunted by a longing this afternoon on Main Street |
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You're smiling and oh, how apropos |
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I once had an ending but now I have the go |
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I laugh when you say, "Flowers say what they mean" |
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'Cause roundabout you say the funniest things |
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Now I'm haunted by a longing so late in the evening |
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It greets me with a warning for life |
