| Well, the morning came like a freight train
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| Bearing down on me from a thousand miles of rail
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| Well it came and gone and kept rolling on
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| Laying up all night with my tear-stained sheet as my veil
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| I don’t want to see you again, I don’t want to feel your breath
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| As you leaned on me so peacefully while we slept
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| And I don’t want the keys to our door, I don’t live there anymore
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| And I’ll do my best just to forget the dreams we’ve dreamt
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| Well, the morning came with the pouring rain
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| And I felt just as empty as a pail
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| With the evidence and your crime confessed
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| Don’t seem right that it’s me that spent a night in jail
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| I don’t want to see you again, I don’t want to feel your breath
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| As you leaned on me so peacefully while we slept
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| And I don’t want the keys to our door, I don’t live there anymore
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| And I’ll do my best just to forget the dreams I’ve dreamt
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| If you feel a chill in the air
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| It’s my spirit hanging somewhere
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| If you ever get scared
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| Look on the Brightside
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| You got a new life
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| Now the evening’s come and I’m all alone
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| And I can’t tell if silence is my former friend
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| Well I’m holding on but I ain’t too strong
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| I gotta get some rest before that train come back ‘round the bend
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| I don’t want to see you again, I don’t want to feel your breath
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| As you leaned on me so peacefully while we slept
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| And I don’t want the keys to our door, I don’t live there anymore
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| And I’ll do my best just to forget the dreams we’ve dreamt
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| Dreams we’ve dreamt. |