| I fell in love last year
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| It’s not a thing I do a lot
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| Pack up all my lonely habits and give it all I got
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| And when the winter came
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| I thought I would be different but I’m not
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| I’m just the same old sorry kettle calling blackest pot
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| You gotta watch it all change
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| You gotta watch it all stay the same
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| I walk the morning shore
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| To see what pieces I can find
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| Glue them all together, make a sailor’s valentine
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| My house is empty now
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| I know I should feel sorry but I’m fine
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| I’ve got another losing, lagging paper clock to wind
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| And watch it all change
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| And watch it all stay the same
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| This little city has the wintr on it’s side
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| Took one last chance to seek and hid
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| It’s hiding still
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| And if you make it back to visit you will see
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| I will be waiting patiently
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| You know I will |