| Were you there at the beginning, pacing the roads, walking the streets
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| Or in the shadows of the summer, close by, but never seen
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| Were you the figure in the window, seen from some speeding train
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| Or accidentally in a photograph, of a half forgotten scene
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| Did I see you from the car, round the corner out of reach?
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| Were you a swimmer or just a rock, glanced in a moment from the beach
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| If I never see you one more time, I know you’re in all my dreams
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| It would be everything, just to see you back again
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| But you’re gone
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| You’re gone
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| Everybody’s lost, not just the ones you know
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| We are reluctant travelers, all trying to get home
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| Did I see you from the platform, slowly pulling out again,
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| Did I pass you on the road, almost forgotten by everyone
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| If I never see you one more time, I know you’re in all my dreams
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| It would be everything, just to see you back again
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| But you’re gone,
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| But you’re gone,
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| You’re gone
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| You’re gone
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| You’re gone
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| You’re gone
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| You’re gone
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| You’re gone
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| You’re gone
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| You’re gone
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| If I never see you one more time, I know you’re in all my dreams
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| It would be everything, just to see you back again
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| If I never see you one more time, I know you’re in all my dreams
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| It would be everything, just to see you back again
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| But you’re gone,
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| You’re gone
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| You’re gone
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| You’re gone |