| So you’ve packed up all your makeup
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| And you grabbed your magazines
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| And you’re leaving in the morning
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| On a train
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| I guess I’ve taken you for granted
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| I guess I messed this up again
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| I think I’ve finally learned my lesson
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| But too late
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| One thing always leads to another
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| One foot slips and down goes the other
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| One and one is two but it’s just me So until you’re here
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| I’m waiting, I’m waiting here
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| I’m waiting
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| Any day, any night, anyplace, anytime
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| And I made this bed I lay in But I should’ve called the maid
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| Such a heavy-handed lover, such a shame
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| I’m not too proud to say I’m sorry
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| If it’d bring you back again
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| If it’d mother all the orphans in my head
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| And one things always leads to another
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| So until you’re here.. .
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| She’s setting like a sun on the horizon
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| I’m running through the fields to chase her down
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| I’d stare into the sun 'til I am blinded
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| Just hoping for a glimpse of where she’s bound
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| I’d rather lose my sight than all my feeling
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| I’m better when I feel my way around
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| I’m better when I got you there beside me
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| I’ll be waiting, I’ll be waiting
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| I’ll try to remember forever and ever
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| Is only as long as you plan to stay here
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| So come and remind me if you got the time
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| Any day, any night, anyplace, anytime |