| It’s been a long while since I heard you laughing
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| And quite some time since I could see you smile
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| I can’t remember when I heard you asking
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| If I would like to spend some time or make some love
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| Borderline,
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| I don’t want to have to watch you
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| Draw the line
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| What are you waiting for?
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| 40 days and 40 nights I’ve prayed
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| For a sign that might appear
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| That could take us out of here
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| When we’re close somehow you’re far away
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| And I can’t take it any more
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| I will walk away, and close the door
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| To find a way back is no longer possible
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| And things you’re aching for is dead and gone
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| I think you know it’s not much that I’m asking
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| So look at me and listen: it’s over now
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| Borderline
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| I don’t want to have to watch you
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| Draw the line
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| What are you waiting for?
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| 40 days and 40 nights I’ve prayed
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| For a sign that might appear
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| That could take us out of here
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| When we’re close somehow you’re far away
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| And I can’t take it any more
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| I will walk away, and close the door
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| The letters you are sending and photographs
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| I will burn them all
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| This is a last goodbye |