| I’m staying home this evening
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| And playing my guitar
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| And all the time I’m strumming
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| I’m wondering where you are
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| Oh yes I know it’s over
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| I know I shouldn’t care
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| But I can’t get away from you
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| It seems you’re always there
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| How come I don’t see you anymore?
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| How come we lost the magic touch?
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| Why can’t I pick up the telephone
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| When I want to call you so much?
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| Who’s going to make me forget you
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| And get you off my mind?
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| I could be out breaking other people’s hearts
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| If you weren’t still breaking mine
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| The winter’s drawing in again
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| Another year has passed
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| Now I think of things I meant to say
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| But the time went by so fast
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| I hear you’re living in New York these days
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| And you don’t come here any more
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| I keep asking myself so many questions
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| But lately I wonder what I’m wondering for
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| Who’s going to make me forget you
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| And get you off my mind?
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| I could be out breaking other people’s hearts
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| If you weren’t still breaking mine
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| I let you pass me by
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| I never tried too hard
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| Though you’ll never see me cry
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| You really made your mark
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| How come I don’t see you anymore?
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| How come we lost the magic touch?
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| And why can’t I pick up the telephone
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| When I want to hear your voice so much?
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| Who’s going to make me forget you
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| And get you off my mind?
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| I could be out breaking other people’s hearts
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| If you weren’t
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| If you weren’t still breaking mine |