| Might be the way she wore her hair
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| Might be the roses 'round her everywhere
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| Might just be autumn in the air or the lady fair
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| We were everything but the lady doesn’t live here anymore
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| It was the colors that she wore
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| She’s packed and gone
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| There’s no color anymore
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| And written in the teardrops on the floor
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| «Forevermor»
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| And the lady doesn’t live hre
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| The lady doesn’t live here anymore
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| And I’m a drifter on the water
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| Signalling to shore
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| 'Cause the lady doesn’t live here
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| The lady doesn’t live here anymore
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| How can she leave me alone
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| Shatter my life this way
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| When will she ever come home
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| Don’t I matter to her anyway
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| And the lady does not live here
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| The lady does not live here anymore
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| She caught the first plane to the West
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| I gave her time
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| Thought I’d give her a rest
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| I didn’t know what was in store for me
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| What was it for for me
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| And the lady does not live here
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| The lady doesn’t live here anymore
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| And I’m a drifter on the water
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| Signalling to shore
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| And the lady doesn’t live here anymore
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| The lady doesn’t live here anymore |