| Many a month has come and has gone
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| Since I’ve been at home by your side
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| And many a moon, I seen through the window
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| Of the train I been destined to ride
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| So cry, cry, cry yourself dry
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| You’re standing out in the rain
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| And my, my the time passes by
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| And I know that I’ll see you again
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| I long for your touch, your sweet lips on mine
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| Your love that money can’t buy
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| And I’ve seen your face on the darkest of nights
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| And honey, it lights up the sky
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| So cry, cry, cry yourself dry
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| You’re standing out in the rain
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| And my, my the time passes by
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| And I know that I’ll see you again
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| Don’t leave the light on, for I could be awhile
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| There’s nothing that I can do
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| But it’s the same old train that took me away
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| Going to bring me back home to you |