When this Sunday comes dont forget to call and analyze all the reasons I`ve locked up myself so you say it`s in her eyes the end is my opinion never justified the means so I`d forgotten how to tell you all the things I`d had to think of since that night can you even recognize that I`m tripping over my own two feet in all the sense that I lost you in all I yearned to be since this is goodbye I`ll tell you you`re beautiful but I`ll still close my eyes had I know I could have kept things the way the had always been inside keep it all locked up inside your heart for tomorrow`s goodbye
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