| He doesn’t see her anymore
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| And yet she stands in front of him
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| No communication
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| Only empty words are spoken
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| With a memory she lingers
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| On and on and on
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| For a moment she’ll just
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| Close her eyes and drift away
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| He doesn’t see her anymore
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| Somehow forgotten what it is
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| He promised to be here for
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| But there’s something there
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| There’s something left
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| That keeps her by his side
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| Close her eyes…
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| She remembers the passion
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| Doesn’t feel the breath, a kiss
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| And yet she lies beside him
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| No imagination
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| Keeps two steps back — two steps back
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| With a memory she lingers
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| On and on and on
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| For a moment she’ll just
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| Close her eyes and remember when
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| He doesn’t see her anymore
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| Somehow forgotten what it is
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| He promised to be here for
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| But there’s something left
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| There’s something there
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| That keeps her by his side
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| Close her eyes…
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| She remembers
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| She remembers him
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| She remembers why she came here
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| From far away to find her way through fairytales…
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| He doesn’t see her anymore
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| Somehow forgotten what it is
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| He promised to be there for
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| But there’s something there
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| There’s something left
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| That keeps her by his side
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| Something there
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| There’s something stronger
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| That keeps her hanging on
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| Close her eyes
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| And she remember why it is
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| She promised to be here
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| Close her eyes…
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| She remembers the passion |