| With just a word a single sign of care
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| With just a touch I could have been beguiled
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| But circumstances never smiled
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| Because the magic wasn’t there
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| Who was it then the poet who once said
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| How beautiful they are the trains you miss
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| So time can’t put an end to this
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| I have the memory instead
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| These nothing scenes are still experience
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| You even weep for what did not take place
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| Events that don’t occur are still events
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| Some people vanish with a trace
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| With just a word a single sign of care
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| With just a touch I could have been beguiled
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| But circumstances never smiled
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| Because the magic wasn’t there
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| With just a word a single sign of care
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| With just a touch I could have been beguiled
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| But circumstances never smiled
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| And now what never happened drives me wild
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| Because the magic wasn’t there
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| The magic wasn’t there
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| The magic wasn’t there |