| E. McCain
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| Sittin' on the edge
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| Looking for songs in a bottle
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| Talking with strangers who don’t know my pain
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| Blurry eyed and burned out
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| Choking on more than I can swallow
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| Crack in a little voice that calls out my name
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| She said ~Whatever happened to you
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| It’s been two years
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| Where have you been
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| And I guess all my fears were true
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| The words were all gone the time’s been too long
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| But It’s not too late to say
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| I’m sorry to a friend
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| What happened to my friend
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| Staring in her face, I see a past that still haunts me The road where we split up is paved
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| With the things I didn’t say
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| We had wonderful times, but terrible timing
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| Now just leave her alone, I’ll just be in her way
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| She said whatever happened to you
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| You took the cowards way out again
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| And I guess all my fears were true
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| The words were all gone, the time’s been too long
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| But it’s not too late to say
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| Sorry to a friend
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| Sorry to a firned
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| Sorry to a friend
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| Sorry to a friend
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| Like a stone in a stream
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| Life smoothes all our edges
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| 'Til we barely make a ripple anymore
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| But those times in my life will live with me forever
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| But we’re not the same people that we were before
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| And I’m sorry for the smiles we missed
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| And the times that I blew it
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| I’ve got so much to tell I don’t know where to start
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| Maybe I’ll find a way maybe you’ll help me do it
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| 'Cause friends like us should not be apart
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| And I’m sorry to a friend
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| Well now I’m sorry |