| All my days end too slow
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| And I wonder where I’ve left to go
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| Anyway, there’s no such thing as company
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| I’ve discovered all I’ve got to do
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| What is it that gets you through
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| Another day when I’m not there
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| Wish we could be more open
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| I don’t have time to think of how you are
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| All my days end too slow
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| And I wonder where I’ve left to go
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| Besides I’ve got no one but myself to blame
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| I discovered all I’ve got to do is
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| Run my mouth off
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| When I dream it’s not of you
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| Something in your voice that I can’t hear
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| But some company it is
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| Because I feel so close when I wake
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| And in fifty years no one will care
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| That I was once there…
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| All my days end too slow
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| And I wonder where I’ve left to go
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| Anyway, there’s no such thing as company
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| I’ve discovered all I’ve got to do
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| Run my mouth off
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| Never wanted time for looking back
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| For a moment I look down and wander
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| And of what’s to come today
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| Girl, I wonder where you are
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| All my days end too slow
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| And I wonder where I’ve left to go
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| Besides I’ve got no one but myself to blame
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| I discovered all I’ve got to do is
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| Run my mouth off |