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Roberts-Hillman |
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All alone she waits at the window |
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While the sun sets in the sea |
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Is that the sound of his foot steps that echoes in the hall |
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And then they fade away no it wasn't him after all |
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He was gone in the early morning |
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And he said he wouldn't be long |
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But that was spring and now that the leaves have all turned brown |
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She only shares her bed with the lonliness she has found |
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Still she waits alone at the window |
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For the one who wandered away |
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Each day the room grows colder her tears grow harder to hold |
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And still she saves her love for the day she knows he'll come home |
