| Well, you said goodbye
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| And good luck in your Dear John letter
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| And I thought I’d die
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| ''cause I thought we were carved in stone
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| And it made me cry as I walked through the clear, cold weather
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| And then I dried my eyes
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| And I tried livin' all alone.
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| Well, the clouds piled high
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| And the snow didn’t make things better.
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| As the time crawled by I went down through a dark ordeal.
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| Then to my surprise there blew
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| A breeze from the springtime heather
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| And as it breathed on me,
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| I could feel how my heart could heal.
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| Now you come back
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| Just when ev’rything’s better,
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| Now you come back
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| Just when ev’rything’s great,
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| Now you come back,
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| But I’ve got it together,
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| Now you come back,
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| But it’s a little too late.
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| Count up the seasons,
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| Count up the months,
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| Count up the days you’ve been gone,
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| I was a grievin' fool for you once,
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| But now you’ve been gone for too long.
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| And you just drop by On a night with a full moon shining
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| And you just say «hi»
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| And you ask if I’m by myself,
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| Well, you might think I’m still the same fool you left here pining,
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| Hey, but I’m a brand new guy
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| And I suggest you go somewhere else.
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| Now you come back
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| Just when ev’rything’s better,
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| Now you come back
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| Just when ev’rything’s great,
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| Now you come back,
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| But I’ve got it together,
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| Now you come back,
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| But it’s little too late.
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| Now you come back
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| Just when ev’rything’s better,
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| Now you come back
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| Just when ev’rything’s great,
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| Now you come back,
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| But I’ve got it together,
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| Now you come back,
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| But it’s a little too late. |