| The Sun is setting out in the tinted sky
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| A lite-haired boy is crying wishing he could die
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| And his thoughts come a-rolling out of the sunset
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| And his tears are not falling the change has come so fast
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| And round and round that memory goes
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| There’s nobody left to call
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| And anyhow I’m feelin' sure
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| There’s no place left to fall
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| Love is just a kiss away
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| There’s nobody there
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| There’s nobody there, There’s nobody there at all
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| It was back when the years were growing (?) out where the days were young
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| The sport was all in knowing the songs left unsung
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| Now the music’s all been written the words mean not a thing
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| He’s left behind them rainbows and carousel brass ring
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| And round and round that memory goes
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| There’s nobody left to call
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| And anyhow I’m feelin' sure
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| There’s no place left to fall
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| Care is just a tear away
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| Nobody cries
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| Nobody cries, nobody cries at all
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| Future’s lookin' dimmer the past still lingers on
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| And the pain becomes a-pleading _____
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| The wind blows around the collar Winter’s against his face
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| And Life becomes too heavy for the mind he can’t erase
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| And round and round that memory goes
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| There’s nobody left to call
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| And anyhow I’m feelin' sure
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| There’s no place left to fall
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| Life is just a breath away
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| Nobody’s breathin'
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| Nobody’s breathin', nobody’s breathin' at all
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| «nobody's there» ad lib/ fade |