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28 lines
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No 1 more tears, my heart is dry
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I don't laugh and I don't cry
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I don't think about you all the time
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But when I do - I wonder why
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You have to go out of my door
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And leave just like you did before
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I know I said that I was sure
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But rich men can't imagine poor.
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One day baby, we'll be old
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Oh baby, we'll be old
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And think of all the stories that we could have told
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Little me and little you
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Kept doing all the things they do
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They never really think it through
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Like I can never think you're true
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Here I go again - the blame
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The guilt, the pain, the hurt, the shame
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The founding fathers of our plane
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That's stuck in heavy clouds of rain.
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One day baby, we'll be old
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Oh baby, we'll be old
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And think of all the stories that we could have told
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