| I have nothing left to say
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| There is nothing more to add
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| I have nothing left to cry
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| There’s no reason to be sad
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| 'Cause I know
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| I have nothing left to lose
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| There is nothing more to gain
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| Nothing’s running through my mind
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| No thought’s running through my brain
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| 'Cause I know
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| Oh! |
| If I just had a chance to hold you
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| If I just had a chance to hold you
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| But I know
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| If I just had a chance to talk to you
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| If I just had a chance to talk to you
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| But I know
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| I would write a book
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| If I could
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| But I’ll never finish
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| I would write a song
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| But as I play
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| All the notes diminish
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| I have nothing left to say
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| There is nothing more to add
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| I have nothing left to cry
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| There’s no reason to be sad
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| 'Cause I know
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| Oh! |
| If I just had a chance to hold you
|
| If I just had a chance to hold you
|
| But I know
|
| If I just had a chance to talk to you
|
| If I just had a chance to talk to you
|
| But I know
|
| I would write a book
|
| If I could
|
| But I’ll never finish
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| I would write a song
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| But as I play
|
| All the notes diminish
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| Oh! |
| If I just had a chance to hold you
|
| If I just had a chance to hold you
|
| But I know
|
| If I just had a chance to talk to you
|
| If I just had a chance to talk to you
|
| But I know
|
| I would write a book
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| If I could
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| But I’ll never finish
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| I would write a song
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| But as I play
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| All the notes diminish |