| From the corner of my eye I see a tear rolling down
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| At the time I couldn’t tell whose tear it was
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| If it was mine I should be glad
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| That I still function in this cage
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| But if it’s yours it only makes me more lost
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| To see a tear rolling down
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| To see a tear rolling down
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| This is the last call for Ellis Island
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| These are the last words I’m ever gonna hear you say
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| So goodbye, babe
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| Goodbye, babe
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| I hear sweethearts whisper their undying love
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| Above the noise on the quay their voices rise
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| They must have something so strong in the face of such change
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| That they can promise and promise all night
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| Oh, their undying love, hear their undying love
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| This is the last call for Ellis Island
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| These are the last words I’m ever gonna hear you say
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| So goodbye, babe
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| Goodbye, babe
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| Oh, what you wouldn’t give to be down on the pier once again
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| Far away from the cries of this war-weary horde
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| Time up there in the clouds must be hard to endure
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| When your heart’s unsure
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| It’s like a knife in my gut knowing you’re taking leave
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| I feel I’m sentenced to a death without appeal
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| I can pretend it’s all a dream
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| And what I’m seeing will disappear
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| But the end I can see is all too real
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| Knowing you’re taking leave
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| Knowing you’re taking leave
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| This is the last call for Ellis Island
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| These are the last words I’m ever gonna hear you say
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| So goodbye, babe
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| Goodbye, babe |