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I heard a siren |
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And you came to mind |
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You were the pretty part of us |
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I'm what's left behind |
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The equation's remainder |
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The last standing sign |
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God, I'm missing you |
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You're mouth's still so soft |
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Your countenance fair |
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Time stretches to shape you |
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Right out of thin air |
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But it can't hold the image |
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If I blink you're not there |
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God, I'm missing you |
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Are you gone forever? |
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Are you gone for good? |
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Or have I gone crazy |
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Wishing you would? |
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Come 'round the next corner |
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Step off of that train |
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Your old black umbrella |
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Fades half in the rain |
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God, I'm missing you |
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You're every curled rose bud |
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Entranced in my eye |
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Each turned a cold collar |
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And your gaze slides by |
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The sanded down moon |
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In a tar paper sky |
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God, I'm missing you |
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The night's down to nothing |
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The stars have withdrawn |
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The horizon splits open |
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That silvery dawn |
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The ghost of your breathing |
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Won't leave me alone |
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God, I'm missing you |
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Are you gone forever? |
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Are you gone for good? |
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Or have I gone crazy |
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Just wishing you would? |
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Come 'round the next corner |
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Step off of that train |
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Your old black umbrella |
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Fades half in the rain |
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God, I'm missing you |
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God, I'm missing you |
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God, I'm missing you |
