| Long ago
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| In someone else’s lifetime
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| Someone with my name
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| Who looked a lot like me
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| Came to know
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| A man and made a promise
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| He only had to say
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| And that’s where she would be
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| Lately
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| Although the feelings run just as deep
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| The promise she made has grown impossible to keep
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| And yet I wish it wasn’t so
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| Will he miss me if I go?
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| In a way
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| It’s someone else’s story
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| I don’t see myself
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| As taking part at all
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| Yesterday
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| A girl that I was fond of
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| Finally could see
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| The writing on the wall
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| Sadly
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| She realized she’d left him behind
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| And sadder than that she knew he wouldn’t even mind
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| And though there’s nothing left to say
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| Would he listen if I stay?
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| It’s all very well to say you fool it’s now or never
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| I could be choosing
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| No choices whatsoever
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| I could be
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| In someone else’s story
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| In someone else’s life
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| And he could be in mine
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| I don’t see
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| A reason to be lonely
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| I could take my chances
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| Further down the line
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| And if
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| That girl I knew should ask my advice
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| Oh I wouldn’t hesitate she needn’t ask me twice
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| Go now!
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| I’d tell her that for free
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| Trouble is, the girl is me
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| The story is, the girl is me |