| Turn around, don’t whisper out my name
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| For like a breeze it’d stir a dying flame
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| I’ll miss someone, if it eases you to know
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| But close the door lightly when you go Who was the one that stole my mind?
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| Who was the one that robbed my time?
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| Who was the one? |
| Made me feel unkind
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| So fare thee well, sweet love of mine
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| Take your tears to someone else’s eyes
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| They’re made of glass and they cut like wounding lies
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| Memories are drifting like the snow
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| So, close the door lightly when you go Who was the one that stole my mind?
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| Who was the one that robbed my time?
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| Who was the one? |
| Made me feel unkind
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| So fare thee well, sweet love of mine
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| Don’t look back to where you once had been
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| Look straight ahead when you’re walking through the rain
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| And find a light, if the path gets dark and cold
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| But close the door lightly when you go Who was the one that stole my mind?
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| Who was the one that robbed my time?
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| Who was the one? |
| Made me feel unkind
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| So fare thee well, sweet love of mine
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| Turn around, don’t whisper out my name
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| For like a breeze it’d stir a dying flame
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| I’ll miss someone, if it eases you to know
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| But close the door lightly when you go Close the door lightly when you go Close the door lightly when you go |