| You’re gone
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| Like a bird that flew away
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| Like a box of letters on a windy day
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| You’re gone
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| I’ll see you again
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| But it’s not for me to know how or when
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| Tell me why, why, why, why, why do I do this when I know
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| I’ll just have to let you go
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| I think it’s time, time, time, time that I make it on my own
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| I’m just scared to be alone
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| I’m so afraid to be alone
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| With you gone
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| Your memory never left
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| I can feel that kiss upon my forehead
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| With you gone
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| It’s just not fair
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| Holding on to something that’s not there
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| Tell me why, why, why, why, why do I do this when I know
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| I’ll just have to let you go
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| Do you think it’s time, time, time, time that I make it on my own
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| I’m just scared to be alone
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| I’m so afraid to be alone
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| With you gone
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| Your memory never left
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| I can feel that kiss upon my forehead
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| With you gone
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| It’s just not fair
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| Holding on to something that’s not there
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| Holding on to something that’s not there
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| I’m holding on to something that’s not there |