| «Meet me there at midnight
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| Same place we always go
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| I’m absolutely sure he doesn’t know».-
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| Those words jump off the letter
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| That i found behind our bed,
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| Haunting me the echo in my head
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| In my head.
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| Chorus:
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| It’s too late to try and work it out,
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| There’s no way to turn this thing around.
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| It’s so hard, there in the letter that I’ve found
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| I’ve memorized it line for line
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| Too bad that letter isn’t mine, no
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| «When can i next see you?
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| I’ve been counting the days.
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| I promise you our secret will be safe." —
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| No, i just can’t continue,
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| Reading through my tears.
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| The meaning of the letter is so clear
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| So clear
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| It’s too late to try and work it out.
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| There’s no way to turn this thing around
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| It’s so hard, there in the letter that I’ve found
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| I memorized it line by line
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| Too bad that letter isn’t mine.
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| You wanted me to find it
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| Never tried to hide it.
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| Running never fades those words are here to stay
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| «I hope you find this letter
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| Writing you today.
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| These will be the last words that i say»
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| It’s too late to try and work it out
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| There’s no way to turn this thing around
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| It’s so hard, here in this letter that you’ve found
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| it’s too late to try and work it out
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| There’s no way to turn this thing around
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| It’s so hard, here in this letter that you’ve found.
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| «So memorized it line for line
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| I won’t be there to say goodbye.» |