| The colder the night gets
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| The further she strays
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| And he doesn’t like it Being this way
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| And she stried so hard to steer away form
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| The meeting place,
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| But her heart had led her there
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| She clings to his consciousness
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| Wherever he lays
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| He struggles to sleep at night
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| And during the day
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| He’s worried she’s waiting in his dreams
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| To drag him back to the meeting place
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| His love had left him there
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| Where her voice still echoes,
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| «I'm sorry I met you darling,
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| I’m sorry I met you»
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| As she turned into the night,
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| All he had was the words,
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| «I'm sorry I met you darling,
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| I’m sorry I left you»
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| For weeks they had strolled around
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| Playing the fools
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| They knew the time would come
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| And time would be cruel
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| Because it’s cruel to everyone
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| He’s crying out from the meeting place
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| He’s stranded himself there
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| Where her voice still echoes,
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| «I'm sorry I met you darling,
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| I’m sorry I met you»
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| As she turned into the night,
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| All he had was the words,
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| «I'm sorry I met you darling,
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| I’m sorry I left you»
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| «I'm sorry I met you darling,
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| I’m sorry I left you» |