| Walking along a crowded street
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| I see thousands of faces before me.
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| Then I see a face that I used to know
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| Long ago in my life story.
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| It starts me thinking about the things you said
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| For your image is still inside me.
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| The past is gone but in my head
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| Youre still walking along beside me.
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| Is it something playing tricks with my eyes
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| Or just an illusion deceiving me,
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| Or is it someone in a disguise
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| Or visions of things that used to be?
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| But lately Ive been going to All the places that we once knew,
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| And just when I think that I am free of you
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| I keep seeing the things that remind me of you,
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| And just when I think youre out of my head
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| I hear a song that you sang or see a book that you read.
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| Then youre in every bar, youre in every cafŽ,
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| Youre driving every car, I see you everyday,
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| But youre not really there cos you belong to yesterday.
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| No more looking back,
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| No more living in the past,
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| Yesterdays gone and thats a fact,
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| Now theres no more looking back.
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| Got to be hard,
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| Yeah, look straight ahead.
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| That s the only way its going to be,
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| Yesterdays gone and thats a fact,
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| Now theres no more looking back,
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| Perhaps someday Ill stop needing you,
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| Then maybe one day Ill be free of you.
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| But lately Ive been going to All the places that remind me of you.
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| And just when I think youre out of my head
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| I hear a record you played or see a book that you read.
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| Then youre in every bar, youre in every cafŽ,
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| Youre driving every car, I see you everyday
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| But youre not really there cos you belong to yesterday.
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| No more looking back,
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| No more living in the past.
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| Yesterdays gone, thats a fact,
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| Now theres no more looking back.
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| No more looking back.
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| No more living in the past.
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| Yesterdays gone, thats a fact.
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| Now theres no more looking back. |