| Last time I saw her it was turnin' colder
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| But that was years ago
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| Last I heard she had moved to Boulder
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| But where she’s now I don’t know
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| But there’s somethin' 'bout this time of year
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| That spins my head around
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| Takes me back makes me wonder
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| What she’s doin' now
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| 'Cause what she’s doin' now is tearin' me apart
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| Fillin' up my mind and emptyin' my heart
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| I can hear her call each time the cold wind blows
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| And I wonder if she knows… what she’s doin' now
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| Just for laughs I dialed her old number
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| But no one knew her name
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| Hung up the phone sat there and wondered
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| If she’d ever done the same
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| I took a walk in the evenin' wind
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| To clear my head somehow
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| But tonight I lie here thinkin'
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| What she doin' now
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| 'Cause what she’s doin' now is tearin' me apart
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| Fillin' up my mind and emptying my heart
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| I can hear her call each time the cold wind blows
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| And I wonder if she knows
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| What she’s doin' now is tearin' me apart
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| Fillin' up my mind and emptying my heart
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| I can hear her call each time the cold wind blows
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| And I wonder if she knows… what she’s doin' now |