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It wasn't right |
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The way you said goodbye. |
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I should've felt something |
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Far beyond myself. |
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It was the last time |
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I saw your face |
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Oh we kissed the flame blue |
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And stood our separate ways. |
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You've got a wild heart |
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That can't be tamed. |
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You made a false start |
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But i can't place |
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No blame. |
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Third of December, |
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I saw that face. |
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Oh, my voice was shaking |
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And your hands were quite |
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The same. |
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And two months on, |
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the feeling still, remains. |
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Oh, how i've fallen |
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Drawing lines |
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And landing in the same place. |
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You've got a wild heart |
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That can't be tamed. |
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You made a false start |
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But i can't place |
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No blame. |
