| I’m sorry that I don’t
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| Write much anymore
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| But I’m content that we stayed
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| Friends (if nothing more)
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| It’s so hard to believe
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| It’s sixteen years today
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| Since we decided
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| To call it
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| And go our separate ways
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| Yours, Joy
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| A lot’s been left to question
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| Since the time the letter hit me
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| It’s forever always on my mind
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| I remember tears of Joy
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| Rolling down her face
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| While she grabbed her bags
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| Then she boarded the train
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| I remember tears of Joy
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| Looked like drops of rain
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| When she found her god
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| And whispered «I'll be OK»
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| I’m writing to tell you
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| Life has been so hard
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| And it may take a leap of faith
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| To trust this lonely heart
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| I don’t mean to derail you
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| Something’s really wrong
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| And I’m afraid now they tell me
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| I don’t have very long
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| Love, Joy
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| A lot’s been left to question
|
| Since the time the letter hit me
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| It’s forever always on my mind
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| I remember tears of Joy
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| Rolling down her face
|
| While she grabbed her bags
|
| Then she boarded the train
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| I remember tears of Joy
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| Looked like drops of rain
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| When she found her god
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| And whispered «I'll be OK»
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| It’s hard to be denied
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| The chance to say goodbye
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| It’s forever always on my mind
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| I remember
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| I remember
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| I remember tears of Joy
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| Rolling down her face
|
| While she grabbed her bags
|
| Then she boarded the train
|
| I remember tears of Joy
|
| Looked like drops of rain
|
| When she found her god
|
| And whispered «I'll be OK»
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| «I'll be OK» |