| I can see her slowly walking
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| Through the empty streets of morning
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| Who she’s with I cannot tell
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| His face fades with the others
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| In the endless spell of dreams I know so well
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| Though she walks with him no more with me
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| And I know she’s where she wants to be
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| Her happiness is there for all to see
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| But I find that I still wish it was for me
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| I can hear her voice still ringing
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| Through the empty songs I sing
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| And it seems that all the words I find
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| To say the things that crowd my mind
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| Only bring me closer
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| To the things I’d rather leave behind
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| Though I know the game’s been played
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| And I know the mistakes I’ve made
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| I know I shouldn’t be afraid
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| To love, for love for any time at all
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| Is worth the price you pay to fall |