| There was a time when I’d tell you
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| There was a time when I’d say
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| But I can’t look in your eyes now, baby
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| Since you sent me away
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| And I’ve been living in Exile
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| I’m not allowed at the door
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| You don’t answer my calls
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| You don’t answer at all
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| I’ve been tempted to turn up
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| Unannounced like a ghost
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| But I know I’m not welcome
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| I know the option are closed
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| ‘Cos 13 years is a long, long time
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| And maybe that’s what it takes
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| ‘Till we can sit in the same room
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| And for our hearts not to break
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| Oh, can I tell you that I’m sorry
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| Without you hating me more?
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| Oh, can I tell you that I love you
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| Without you asking what for?
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| There’s no use in my trying
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| I know its better I’m gone
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| So I just wonder the landscape
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| I’ve lost the will to go on
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| But I just wanted to tell you
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| That should you have second thoughts
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| Well, I still living in the same house
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| Just come and knock on the door
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| Oh, can I tell you that I’m sorry
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| Without you hating me more?
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| Oh, can I tell you that I’m sorry
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| Without you asking what for?
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| Oh, can I tell you that I’m sorry
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| Without you hating me more?
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| Oh, can I tell you that I’m sorry
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| Without you asking what for?
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| Oh, can I tell you that I’m sorry
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| Without you hating me more?
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| Oh, can I tell you that I’m sorry
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| Without you asking what for?
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| End. |