| Through the window the plane goes by
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| Watch my lips as I say good-bye
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| Can’t you see I don’t want to cry
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| On this Sunday morning
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| Drop my change as I move away
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| Can’t you see I just want you to stay
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| Please don’t hate me for being this way
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| On this Sunday morning
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| Oh, please don’t keep me hanging on
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| Oh, oh, oh won’t you hold me in your arms
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| Through the window the plane goes by
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| Waiting for you to call and cry
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| Please don’t do this or I shall die
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| On this Sunday morning
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| Oh, please don’t keep me hanging on
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| Oh, oh, oh won’t you hold me in your arms
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| Oh, please don’t keep me hanging on
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| Oh, oh, oh won’t you hold me in your arms
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| On this Sunday morning |