| I’m gonna miss you when you’re gone
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| I know you don’t believe that, but you’re wrong
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| There’s gonna be some rainy Sundays
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| Wishing one day, I’ll see you again
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| Maybe I’m getting ahead of myself
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| But I know you’re headed somewhere else
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| And all the secrets that you keep will be, the things I’ll never know
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| Doesn’t matter either way, I’ll still miss you when you go
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| I’m gonna miss you when you’re gone
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| I know you don’t believe that, you’re wrong
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| There’s gonna be some strangers laughing through the hotel walls
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| And I’m gonna wish your footsteps would come walking down the hall
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| And the moon will be high, bright as a pearl
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| Shining through my window on the dark side of the world
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| And I’ll be thinking of you, dancin' somewhere
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| The way you were back then, the moonlight in your hair
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| And I’m gonna miss you when you’re gone
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| I know you don’t believe that, you’re wrong
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| There’s gonna be some rainy Sundays
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| Wishing and wondering, when I’ll see you again
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| When I’ll see you again |