| I feel so sorry for my friends, now, that you’d left me
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| I just don’t have the time to see them like I used to do
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| I know they worry but each night I hurry
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| To get home to my memories of you
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| I’ve got so many, I’ve not lost any
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| Like treasure packed away they get me through
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| To fit my sad time, I just go through my mind
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| And pick out the perfect memory of you
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| I don’t feel lonely anymore that’s what they don’t see
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| There’s so many happy thoughts of you that I can use
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| It’s not real life but I know you’re still mine
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| When I’m goin' through my memories of you
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| I’ve got so many, I’ve not lost any
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| Like treasure packed away they get me through
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| To fit my sad time, I just go through my mind
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| And pick out the perfect memory of you
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| I pick out my favorite memory of you |