| Two people done searching
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| But both are still looking
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| Out to find another kind
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| I do look forward to meeting you
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| But don’t think that i’ll be seeing you
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| Remember when i used to try
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| Remember when i used to call you name
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| And it always sounded the same
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| And if never felt that way
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| Maybe you’d be there today
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| Let’s burn this nice picture
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| And see if we can remember
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| What it was and who it was
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| Did i look forward to loving you
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| I do remember knowing you
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| Could be mine another time
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| Or could you be blind should i foget your name
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| Cause it always sounded the same
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| Will it always be this way
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| I cannot stand here today |