| Don’t know if i miss you
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| Do you miss the part of me that used to feel?
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| Maybe if i kissed you
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| You’d miss the part of you that used to need me
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| Maybe if i held you
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| Took some time to tell you
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| The only time i hold you now is in my dreams
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| Schemes we shared together
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| Sweet sunsets, rocking chairs
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| Are looking just as faded as my jeans
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| All the thrill are gone
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| What used to kill the pain no longer passifies you
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| What satisfied me once
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| Got me jumping the find of fire
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| Has left me burning on the wire
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| All the thrills are gone
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| (There's something missing. it takes quite a while to Realise, the whole world
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| is changing.)
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| Sometimes when i’m walking
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| I walk the way you and i would walk
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| Sometimes when i’m drinking
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| I think about the things we used to talk about
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| A lovers lane (?) is to love
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| Every telephone is broken
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| I can’t carry my words home to where i want to be
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| Some candlelit location
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| Singing on the radio station
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| Dreams slipping like an anchor to the sea
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| All the thrills are gone
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| What used to kill the pain no longer passifies you
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| What satisfied me once
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| Got me jumping the ring of fire
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| Has left me burned out on the wire
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| All the thrills are gone |