| If you see her say hello
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| If she asks how I’m doing let her know
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| If she says: «Is he O.K.?», say it’s slow
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| But he’s coming round
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| And if you sleep with her
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| Through the darkest night
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| And you wake beside her in the early light
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| Kiss her gently like I might
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| And bring her round
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| If she stumbles if she trips and slows
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| In the darkest rain and through the driving snow
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| Bring her straight here
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| I’ll be on my own
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| But bring her round
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| And every dream and every shadow that you heard
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| Makes you want to cry
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| 'Cause it’s a big bad world
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| If you want her let her know
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| If she’s leaving let her go
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| All of this will pass but it passes slow
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| And you’ll come around
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| When the wind blows through October skies
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| And you wake up in the cold twilight
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| And you stretch your hand out and there’s
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| Nothing there but the night
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| And the darkness is all around
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| If you see her say hello
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| If she asks how I’m doing let her know
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| If she says: «Is he O.K.?», say it’s slow
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| But he’s coming round
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| When the rain falls from the blackened sky
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| There’s a heart breaking but it feels alright
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| See I should have done something but I let it slide
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| And I’ll come around
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| Every dream and every shadow that you’ve heard
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| Don’t make it cry like you want to die
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| In this big bad world |