| It’s not the way you look
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| It’s not the way that you smile
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| Although there’s something to them
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| It’s not the way you have your hair
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| It’s not that certain style
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| Though it could be that with you
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| If I had a photograph of you
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| It’s something to remind me
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| I wouldn’t spend my life just wishing
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| It’s not the make-up
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| And it’s not the way that you dance
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| It’s not the evening sky
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| It’s more the way your eyes are laughing
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| As they glance
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| Across the great divide
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| If I had a photograph of you
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| It’s something to remind me
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| I wouldn’t spend my life just wishing
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| It’s not the things you say
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| It’s not the things that you do
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| It must be something more
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| And if I feel this way for so long
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| Tell me is it all for nothing
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| Just don’t walk out the door
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| If I had a photograph of you
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| It’s something to remind me
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| I wouldn’t spend my life just wishing
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| Yeah, just wishing, yeah
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| Just a photograph of you
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| To remind me |