| The warm rain howling hard on the street outside
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| Got me thinking about your eyes,
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| Full of fire, beautiful, before they grew tired,
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| When you were young and wild.
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| (Chorus)
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| Tell me, tell me
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| Is anybody ever ready to say goodbye?
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| (Verse)
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| Like drift wood, all our dreams,
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| We worked so hard for them
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| Shipwrecked upon the shore.
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| And they’re out there, gathering dust,
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| I’m holding on, but only just,
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| Yeah, I’m holding on, but only just.
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| (Chorus)
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| Tell me, tell me
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| Is anybody ever ready to say goodbye?
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| How can anybody be ready to say goodbye?
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| Alone how as the moonlight flicker on a breathing tide
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| You can drown this whole damn city
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| With the amount of tears I’ve cried.
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| I just ride around this old house,
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| The days come and go.
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| And the silence is so loud it hurts,
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| Yes, the silence is so loud it hurts.
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| (Chorus)
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| So tell me, won’t you tell me
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| Is anybody ever ready to say goodbye?
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| Tell me, tell me
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| How can anybody ever be ready to say goodbye? |