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The way the willow leans over the brook |
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I wanted you to change |
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I know when it's the time to walk away |
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Go where you want to go, |
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No matter what I say |
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It's been a long, cold winter, without you... |
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Why do I always have to turn around and see you walking away with no regrets of leaving me? |
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And you're wearing me down |
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But what can I say now? |
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Since you've been gone I've been lost inside |