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I'm so sorry for the things |
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I've doneAnd what |
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I did to you is up there number 1. |
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So sweaty of palm and tongue tied tight, |
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We'll sit here and talk late into the night. |
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Yesteryear still rings my ear. |
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Like buttons and pins this mess we're indissolves in time. |
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I know that this time is quite different from when we first met |
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The years haven't been kind worn down by regret |
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So take hope theres still enough of what made this young man left |
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All that once was is not quite gone yet. |
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Cause we are old friends you and |
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I,many a time sat silent at my side. |
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And if this is to be our last goodbye |
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I'll take with me a part of you that never dies. |
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Yesteryear still rings my ear. |
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Like buttons and pins this mess we're indissolves in time. |
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I know that this time is quite different from when we first met |
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The years haven't been kind worn down by regret |
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So take hope theres still enough of what made this young man left |
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All that once was is not quite gone yet. |
