| When I left you I was an ocean
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| But now I am so dry
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| Don’t look for me over the mountains
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| The mountains are just too high
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| And don’t look inside a bottle
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| For there I have come and gone
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| Just look over your shoulder darling
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| I might be there before too long
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| When I left you I was righteous
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| But I’ve learned now to be wrong
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| Don’t look for me tomorrow
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| Tomorrow is just too long
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| And don’t look in my old letters
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| Even diamonds turn to dust
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| Don’t shackle me with those chains of gold
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| All my gold has turned to rust
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| All my gold has turned to rust
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| When I left you I was an ocean
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| But now I am so dry
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| Don’t look for me over the mountains
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| The mountains are just too high
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| The mountains are just too high |