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where'd it go
you tell me that you love me
that's not what I feel
it's just words you're spouting
to keep me near
perhaps it's just the fucking
that keeps you here
I ask myself do I love you
yes there was a time
now I'm no longer sure
yet I know it kept me hoping
when I was so deeply blue
this distance between us
I feel growing every day
and I don't like the feeling
it almost scares me away
let's walk awhile
I always felt such comfort
walking hand in hand
along busy city streets
through quiet city parks
especially do I recall
strolling arm in arm
on that beach of sand
so come my love
just hold me
show me that you care
take me in your arms
gently stroke my hair
taste my lips again
rekindle our flame
that's not what I feel
it's just words you're spouting
to keep me near
perhaps it's just the fucking
that keeps you here
I ask myself do I love you
yes there was a time
now I'm no longer sure
yet I know it kept me hoping
when I was so deeply blue
this distance between us
I feel growing every day
and I don't like the feeling
it almost scares me away
let's walk awhile
I always felt such comfort
walking hand in hand
along busy city streets
through quiet city parks
especially do I recall
strolling arm in arm
on that beach of sand
so come my love
just hold me
show me that you care
take me in your arms
gently stroke my hair
taste my lips again
rekindle our flame
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