| You packed your bags as I recall
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| And you walked slowly down the hall
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| You said you had to get away to ease your mind
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| And all you needed was a just little of time
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| Oh winter’s passed, spring and fall
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| You never wrote me, you never called
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| Nathan Jones you’ve been gone too long
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| Gone too long…
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| If a woman could die of tears
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| Nathan Jones, well, I wouldn’t be here
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| The key that you’re holding won’t fit my door
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| And there’s no room in my heart for you no more
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| 'Cause, winter’s passed, spring and fall
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| You never wrote me, you never called
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| Nathan Jones you’ve been gone too long
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| Gone too long
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| Nathan Jones, Nathan Jones…
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| Nathan Jones, ooh.
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| Winter’s passed, spring and fall
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| You never wrote me, you never called
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| Nathan Jones you’ve been gone too long
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| Gone too long
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| Nathan Jones you’ve been gone too long
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| …gone too long
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| Nathan Jones you’ve been gone too long
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| …gone too long
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| Nathan jones you’ve been gonne too long
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| … gone too long… |