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I heard somebody speak her name; they said she still was looking fine. |
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And I could feel that same old flame I once felt when she was mine. |
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Always thought that I was missin' something, |
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But I found out much too late. |
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There'll never be another who'll love me that way. |
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I'd like to have that one back, never known someone so true. |
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And a love that pure and sweet is what a man should never lose. |
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And if my lips had said, "I'm sorry", |
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She might have stopped right in her tracks. |
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But now I find my poor heart saying, |
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"I'd like to have that one back." |
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I can almost see her standing there, tears rollin' down her face. |
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As she packed away her memories in that old worn out suitcase. |
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If I'd only known then what I know now, |
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I'd never opened that door. |
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Oh they just don't make hearts like hers anymore. |
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I'd like to have that one back, I've never known someone so true. |
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And a love so pure and sweet is what a man should never lose. |
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And if my lips had said, "I'm sorry", |
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She might have stopped right in her tracks. |
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I wouldn't hear my poor heart saying, |
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"I'd like to have that one back." |
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I wouldn't hear my poor heart saying, |
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"I'd like to have that one back." |
