| I guess it’s another year
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| But this time I won’t cry a tear
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| Cause people come and oh, they go
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| Talking fast and moving slow
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| And I can hear you singing in the back of the room
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| But I could never name that tune
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| I can hear your footsteps walking down my hall
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| But I don’t think it’s you at all
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| Figuring out just who I am
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| Heard it all and I wrote it down
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| And oh, I started to believe
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| But nobody knows me more than me
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| And I can hear you singing in the back of the room
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| But I could never name that tune
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| And I can hear your footsteps walking down my hall
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| But I don’t think it’s you at all
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| And you know
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| That I can’t let go
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| And I try, I try to get by
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| You know
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| That I can’t let go
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| And I try, I try to get by
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| And I can hear you singing in the back of the room
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| But I could never name that tune
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| And I can hear your footsteps walking down my hall
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| But I don’t think it’s you at all |