| I had a girl I lost to the world
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| Because my skin was white and her skin was brown
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| Someone made sure she was on a plane
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| So I’d never hear from that girl again
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| Sometimes at night, alone and depressed
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| A little uptight or unbearably stressed
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| I cry as I call out your name
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| I am always unable to rest
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| These days my life is beautifully grim
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| Like your long grey coat from Comme des Garcons
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| Imagine me here in the pouring rain
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| Dreaming of how I’ll solve everything
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| I’ll sit and I’ll write, alone and depressed
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| Letters that might never reach your address
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| Somewhere in north Bangladesh
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| I am always unable to rest
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| I had a girl I lost to the world
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| Because this side was cold and that side was warm
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| I got left here in the pouring rain
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| Crying aloud as I called her name
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| Sometimes at night, alone and depressed
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| A little uptight or unbearable stressed
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| I cry as I call out your name
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| I am always unable to rest
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| I hope that I’ll see you again |