| I took too long, measured wasted time
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| For what it’s worth you’re worth more than rhyme
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| Your wait in gold was a heavy line
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| To say you’re missed is an understatement
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| I still love you, girl
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| You’re gone, you’re nothing but trampled seed
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| But this is your song
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| Through bits and pieces you still breathe
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| Karla, how come it feels like you’re not gone
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| I turn a corner and I anticipate your
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| Mile long smile and your perfect everything
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| Karla, come home, I’d give anything but now
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| Last night was the worst night, could you believe?
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| A phone call put you all the way down
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| And you’re ten feet under everyone
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| You were supposed to be invincible
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| Come home
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| Karla, how come it feels like you’re not gone
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| I turn a corner and I anticipate your
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| Mile long smile and your perfect everything
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| Karla, come home, I’d give anything but now |