| In a dark corner of the room, I see
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| Another part of you and all through
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| And all through this house I walk, I see you
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| And all through this world I see you
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| Now that you’re gone and even though it’s hard to say
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| I know that we’ll be home together somewhere, someday
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| I’m running through and forest of you
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| And the traffic swells around my feet
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| I’m spinning through a forest of you
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| And your laughter spills into the street
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| Now that you’re gone and even though it’s hard to say
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| I know that we’ll be old together somewhere, someday
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| In a dark corner of the room, I see
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| Another part of you I see through
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| But I don’t care I take every part of you, I don’t care
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| Now that you’re gone and even though it’s hard to say
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| I know that we’ll be old together somewhere, someday
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| Now that you’re gone, it’s hard to say
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| That we’ll be whole together somewhere, someday
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| In the dark of the room, I see
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| Another part of you
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| And I stay |