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I am here to tell you we can never meet again |
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Simple really, isn't it, a word or two and then |
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A lifetime of not knowing where or how or why or when |
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You think of me or speak of me or wonder what befell |
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The someone you once loved so long ago so well |
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Never wonder what I'll feel as living shuffles by |
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You don't have to ask me and I need not reply |
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Every moment of my life from now until I die |
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I will think or dream of you and fail to understand |
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How a perfect love can be confounded out of hand |
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Is it written in the stars? |
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Are we paying for some crime? |
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Is that all that we are good for |
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Just a stretch of mortal time? |
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For some God's experiment |
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In which we have no say |
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In which we're given paradise |
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But only for a day |
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Nothing can be altered, there is nothing to decide |
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No escape, no change of heart, no anyplace to hide |
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Oh, you are all I'll ever want, but this I am denied |
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Sometimes in my darkest thoughts, I wish I'd never learned |
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What it is to be in love and have that love returned |
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Is it written in the stars? |
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Are we paying for some crime? |
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Is that all that we are good for |
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Just a stretch of mortal time? |
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For some God's experiment |
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In which we have no say |
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In which we're given paradise |
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But only for a day |
