| «Time to say goodbye,» he said
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| Took my face in his hand
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| And he never really did that before
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| And all the same blood runs in our veins
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| Still don’t know what to say
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| And I’m tired of being old and foolish this way
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| I love you
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| Why’s it so hard to say
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| These words stick in my mouth
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| Must be pride gets in my way
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| Oh-h-h, I guess silence will have to do
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| Oh-h-h, silence will have to do
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| Silver burns down here in the door
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| Trip on the rock and stone
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| But I don’t wanna be alone
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| This way any more
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| All the same blood runs in our veins
|
| Still don’t know what to say
|
| And I’m tired of being old and foolish this way
|
| I love you
|
| Why’s it so hard to say
|
| These words stick in my mouth
|
| Must be pride gets in my way
|
| Oh-h-h, I guess silence will have to do
|
| Oh-h-h, silence will have to do
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| Oh-h-h, oh-h-h
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| Oh-h-h, oh-h-h
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| «Time to say goodbye,» he said
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| Took my face in his hand
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| And he never really did that before |