| You’ve been gone about a year
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| And still I catch myself a-wondering
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| What you would say if you were here
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| If you could somehow reappear?
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| You never do but I feel something
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| A half a flyer on a telephone pole
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| The Virgin Mary on a cinnamon role
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| A face in a cab flying by
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| You always send me a strange angel
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| That’s how you let me know you’re there
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| You always send me a strange angel
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| Then this must be an extrasensory affair
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| I was shutting down with blinders on
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| You snapped me out of my desperation
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| Would you believe you broke the spell?
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| And when I’m laughing to myself
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| I know you’re in on the conversation
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| I used to think it was déjà vu
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| Now I know that it’s just you
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| Playing a trick on my mind
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| You always send me a strange angel
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| That’s how you let me know you’re there
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| You always send me a strange angel
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| And this must be an extrasensory affair
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| I won’t shake my head
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| And I won’t rub my eyes
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| When you reveal yourself
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| In some beautiful disguise
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| You always send me a strange angel
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| That’s how you let me know you’re there
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| You always send me a strange angel
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| This must be an extrasensory affair
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| Strange angel
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| You always send me
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| You always send me
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| You’ve been gone about a year |