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[ar:Tim Mcgraw] |
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[ti:Can't Be Really Gone] |
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Her hat is hanging by the door |
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The one she bought in Mexico |
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It blocked the wind |
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It stopped the rain |
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She''d never leave that one |
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So, she can''t be really gone |
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The shoes she bought on Christmas Eve |
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She laughed and said they called her name |
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It's like they're waiting in the hall |
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For her to slip them on |
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So, she can't be really gone |
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I don't know when she'll come back |
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She must intend to come back |
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I've seen the error of my ways |
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Don't waste the tears on me |
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What more proof do you need |
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Just look around the room |
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So much of her remains |
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Her book is lying on the bed |
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The two of hearts to mark her page |
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Now who could ever walk away at chapter 21 |
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So, she can't be really gone |
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Just look around this room |
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So much of her remains |
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Her book is lying on the bed |
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The two of hearts to mark her page |
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Now who could ever walk away |
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With so much left undone |
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So, she can't be really gone |
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No, she can't be really gone |