| Goin' through the motions of a love we had,
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| Cause maybe it’s all we know,
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| But ghosts aren’t supposed to have so much flesh and bone,
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| Lookin' at an echo of music made,
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| But the band has long gone home,
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| And here we stand in the silence so far from home.
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| How can I miss you when you’re right here next to me,
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| Oh I miss you and you’re right here next to me.
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| We could make love for a thousand years,
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| But your skin won’t reveal your heart,
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| I miss the days when the two weren’t so far apart,
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| The lips that used to speak of love,
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| Are the same that kiss me now,
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| But kisses turned into walls to keep me out.
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| How can I miss you when you’re right here next to me,
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| Oh I miss you and you’re right here next to me.
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| You can take the hand you hold
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| And warm it with your own,
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| But all I feel is a heart that’s growing cold,
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| Once we were a fairy tale of love beyond this world,
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| Now we’re just a story no one once told.
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| How can I miss you when you’re right here next to me,
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| Oh I miss you and you’re right here next to me. |