| I found myself singing One Plus One
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| Walking around the house
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| Empty in Bexley
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| And I remembered they were making a film about you
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| And I thought I had some photographs upstairs that might be useful
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| Oh, don’t say you’ve gone
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| You’ll be back here when the morning comes
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| You’ll be back in a little while
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| Oh, don’t say you’ve gone
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| You’ll be back here when the morning comes
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| You’ll be back in a little while
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| Up here it’s warm, not hot
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| Jacaranda everywhere
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| And I went through all I got
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| Some dating back to '89
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| But I could only find one photograph of you
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| Oh, don’t say you’ve gone
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| You’ll be back here when the morning comes
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| You’ll be back in a little while
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| Oh, don’t say you’ve gone
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| You’ll be back here when the morning comes
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| You’ll be back in a little while
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| And I can say here with no doubt
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| Of all the time we were left without
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| Not even a ghost to upset her
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| We didn’t think it could any betterrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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| October 2001
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| Somewhere in West End
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| You’re playing my white guitar
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| I might have even taken the shot
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| But I just can’t be sure
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| So I put the photo away
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| Oh, don’t say you’ve gone
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| You’ll be back here when the morning comes
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| You’ll be back in a little while
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| Oh, don’t say you’ve gone
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| You’ll be back here when the morning comes
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| You’ll be back in a little while |