| To her I’m just some time she spent in '74
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| Just a closet she never opens anymore
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| It’s sad to know that all we’ve become
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| Is just a long distance memory.
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| A now and then call to San Antone
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| Well, it hurts to know I’m just a friend she’ll forget
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| Just a piece of her life that didn’t fit
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| And tears fill my eyes when I realize she’s gone
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| Now I’m a long distance memory.
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| She’s a now and then call to San Antone
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| Will time be a healer, it’s just a friend
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| And nothing ever fills the space where love has been
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| And I’m not well enough to leave well enough alone.
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| I’m just a long distance memory.
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| She’s a now and then call to San Antone
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| No, I’m not well enough to leave well enough alone
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| I’m just a long distance memory.
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| She’s a now and then call to San Antone… |