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It's been a long day at the bottom of the hill,
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she died of a broken heart.
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She told me i was living in the past,
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drinking from a broken glass.
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I'm alone (I never wanna be alone),
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now i (now i) turn to face the cold.
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I'm alone (I never wanna be alone),
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now i (now i) turn to travel home.
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I walked down to the other end of the day,
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just to catch those last few waves.
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I held out my hand and slowly waved goodbye,
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i turned now my eyes up to the sky.
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She'll come back to me
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She'll come back to me.
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All alone in this misery.
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She'll come back to me.
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I held out my hands into the light and i watched it die
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i know that i was part to play.
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My god, my time to die.
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Never want to spend my life alone
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