| Looking outside my window, all I see is grey
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| I’m watching the clouds roll by every day
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| We make a reservation, you say you’ll be on time
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| I say I might be a little late
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| Well, I pull it together and brush my teeth, comb my hair
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| I stop to think and I can see you there
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| I think of the times you’ve waited just for me to care
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| I care about you
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| Checking the clock inside the room we call our own
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| I see that I’m late, I should get going
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| Hop on a local transit, spending all my change
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| But I can still hear the telephone
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| Well, I wanna go back but I’m halfway to the place where we will meet
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| And I’m half dead on my feet
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| And once I get there I see everything’s the same
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| Here comes the rain
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| You left me standing
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| I should have guessed that you’d stand me up Why did I even go now
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| And I guess it goes to show
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| The snow may well thaw out but it goes right down the drain
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| You left me, you left me, you left me, you left me You left me standing in the rain |