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You say you still don't know,
I think that I should go And leave my love behind. There is no room for sorry, There are no nerves for worry: Too many memories to bind. We've come this far today And I myself will walk away Despite my lonely broken soul. No promise now is worth, No hope to melt the cold, I wish we'd have another go. My first, my last, my everything, Lovely, you made my world sink When I heard you say 'I can't!'. I loved you so, yet it's all gone, I've made the step and come undone, And now I feel like stunned. 'Tomorrow is another day!' It's what I think and what they say; I still belong to our long gone time. I'll be missing and I'll remember The day we've come together Though now I must say 'Goodbye!'.
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