Saturday I've come to hate you so
You hesitate to show
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I decided one day to write you a letter and
How could a love like ours come to an end
We
Park the car, make it quick
Wonderful, haggard girl
Pale inspite scandinavian
Love in space and time
There's no more feeling
Automated lover
Cold and
It started out quite badly
It only got worse
She said that
Poetry, painting and puzzles
Occupied all of my life
Until the day
She said it's over
She said I want you no more
Over
Please come on over
I wanna be sincere
Can't keep it to
On a mountain up north
I will build a small house
Made
Even in the darkest hour
When the world is fast asleep
I
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If I could sing a lullaby
for you, each night I
Far away, once so close
But now you're far away
You're still
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