| It’s not like a déjà vu And it’s not an illusion
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| But sometimes I feel you through
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| All the confusion
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| It doesn’t always make me feel sad
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| But it never really makes me feel glad
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| Because all the good times we had could never be back
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| Our friends don’t ask anymore
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| But they think about it I’m sure
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| Now it’s just down to me Is this paper all I’ve got
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| All I’ve got to keep you with me?
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| Keep you from fading away
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| 'Cause this paper is not enough
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| Not enough to bring you to me And nothing would take you away
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| And I can’t help tracing these outlines of you
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| But is this paper all I’ve got
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| All I’ve got to keep you with me?
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| Keep you from fading away
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| It’s not just the quiet times
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| Not just at the end of the night
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| He can get me when I’m feeling fine
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| Even when I’m feeling bright
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| It doesn’t always come to me clear
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| It doesn’t always make you feel near
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| Sometimes it gives me the fear that you were never here
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| Our friends don’t ask anymore
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| But they think about it I’m sure
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| Now it’s just down to me Is this paper all I’ve got
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| All I’ve got to keep you with me?
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| Keep you from fading away
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| 'Cause this paper is not enough
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| Not enough to bring you to me And nothing would take you away
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| And I can’t help tracing these outlines of you
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| But is this paper all I’ve got
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| All I’ve got to keep you with me?
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| Keep you from fading away
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| Outlines of you, you
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| Outlines of you |