| I know that you are leaving
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| But I hope that you can stay
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| The hardest part about healing
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| Was knowing what you would say
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| When your garden was covered in snow, love
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| I could tell what you wanted to say
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| And then when you called me again, love
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| You told me you were going to break
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| Is that you on that plane
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| Is that you in the sky again
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| I know that it’s been through, yeah
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| 'cause I hear it in your voice
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| I know you tried to fight it
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| Did you ever have a choice
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| When we walked through Rome in the evening
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| Getting high in little bars
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| At least we took what we were seeing
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| And kept it in our little hearts
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| Is that you on that plane
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| Is that you in the sky again
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| Is that you on that plane
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| Is that you in the sky again
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| Oh, let it go
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| It is done now
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| You have rolled and rolled away
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| Let it never be said you were missing
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| 'cause you’re never missing to me
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| I know that you are leaving
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| But I hope that you can stay
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| The hardest part about healing
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| Was knowing what you would say |