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Lately I see clouds of sorrow in your eyes |
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Some deep sadness you can never quite disguise |
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Now I'm scared to ask what it's leading to |
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But I'm more afraid of not asking you |
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Is there something that you want to tell me |
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Is there something that I ought to know |
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Are we something that's still worth fighting for |
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Or should I simply let you go |
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Is there something I can do to reach you |
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Are we something more than history |
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I'll find some way to convince you to stay |
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If you just tell me honestly |
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Is there something left of you and me |
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You've got secrets you've been keeping for too long |
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And I'm going crazy acting like there's nothing wrong |
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I can taste the truth every time we kiss |
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And I can't go on |
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At least not like this |
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I don't want to lose you |
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But what's the use of holding on |
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I don't really have you |
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If the feeling's gone |
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Is there something I can do to reach you |
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Are we something more than history |
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If there's no way to convince you to stay |
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And be the way we used to be |
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Then there's something that I want to tell you |
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And I want you to believe it's true |
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We had something that I'll never forget |
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Even if I wanted to |
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'Cause part of me will always be with you |
