| The phantom trace of her perfume
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| Whispers through each empty room
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| A photograph still lies in pieces on the floor
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| And what’s more
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| This cigarette with lipstick stains
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| That half filled glass of stale champagne
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| They’re where she left them
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| Right where she set them down
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| There’s proof all around
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| Love’s been here and gone, you can see it
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| Love’s been here and it’s gone away
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| These souvenirs bring back the best of yesterday
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| Hangin' on the closet door
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| Is that silky thing that the girl always wore
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| She left it behind her
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| Now it’s a reminder to me
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| Of what we used to be
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| Love’s been here and gone, you can see it
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| Love’s been here and it’s gone away
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| These souvenirs bring back the best of yesterday
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| Bye bye
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| Baby, don’t leave me
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| Bye bye
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| I need you, baby
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| Now I swear I can’t even make it
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| Make sense
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| But this broken heart is evidence
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| Love’s been here and gone, you can see it
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| Love’s been here and it’s gone away
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| These souvenirs bring back the best of yesterday
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| Harmony is gone, gone forever
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| She was here but the girl
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| The girl would not stay, no no
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| How can I go on, how can I carry on
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| Love’s been here and gone away
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| Hey baby, hang on
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| I want to know where you are, oh my lady
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| I want to know
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| Where did the love go |