| Broken memories
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| Come back to me
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| Close my eyes and
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| Your face is all I see
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| Put away your pictures
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| But their shadows
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| Still remain upon my wall
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| Said you loved me
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| Did you?
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| Did you take away more
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| Than nothing at…
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| All that you left
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| You left undone
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| And untied
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| Somewhere do I still hold a place
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| In your mind?
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| So tell me what you’re dreaming
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| Is it in color or in black and white?
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| Sometimes living is about leaving
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| Oh well this too small pass in time
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| Yes this too small pass in time
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| Broken memories
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| Come back to me
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| Shut down my heart
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| But your love is haunting me
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| Put away tour makeup
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| Standing naked
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| For this final curtain call
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| All that you left
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| You left unsung
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| And untied
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| Somewhere do I still hold a place
|
| In your mind?
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| So tell me what you’re dreaming
|
| Is it in color or in black and white?
|
| Sometimes living is about leaving
|
| Oh well this too small pass in time
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| Yes this too small pass in time
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| So tell me what you’re dreaming
|
| Is it in color or in black and white?
|
| Sometimes living is about leaving
|
| Oh well this too small pass in time
|
| So tell me what you’re dreaming
|
| Is it in color or in black and white?
|
| Sometimes living is about leaving
|
| Oh well this too small pass in time
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| Yes this too small pass in time
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| This too small pass in time |