| I was in love with a married girl
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| For seven years out of eight
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| We carried on in secrecy
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| In shadows I would wait
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| I learned to love with her other life
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| I wouldn’t let it break us down
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| 'Cause she said what she did behind my back
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| Was unimportant when I was around
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| One night when the leaves had turned to gold
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| I sold my love for change
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| I met a younger single girl
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| And the balance got rearranged
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| Maybe it helped me to feel less vulnerable
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| Maybe it was just a seven year itch
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| And I got a job with more money but I
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| Lost the very thing that made me rich
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| Months went by without incident
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| 'Though I was living a life of lies
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| Calculated to protect the innocent
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| But when I saw her she would cry
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| She begged me to tell her it was all over now
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| She cried for me to set her free
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| But I had to hold on to everything
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| Couldn’t bear to let her forget about me
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| Oh well the rain was falling down
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| And so she went away
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| And I was buoyed up by the praise of sycophants
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| And the false security of the take home pay
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| Maybe she wrote just to see if I loved her still
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| Maybe she wrote just to say goodbye
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| But I never saw the words she wrote
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| Only the tears that were in my eyes
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| One day when the leaves are green again
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| Maybe she’ll let me in
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| We’ll sit and talk about everything
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| Just like we were old friends
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| But I couldn’t ever get used to it
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| No I wouldn’t let it break us down
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| 'Cause I know what I did behind her back
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| Was unimportant when she was around
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| Unimportant when she was around
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| Unimportant when she was around |