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Lately I have had this strangest feeling, with no vivd reasons here to find. Yet the thought of losing's been hanging round my mind.
Far more frequently you're wearing perdume, with you say 'no special place to go'. But when I ask will you be coming back soon. You don't know, never know.
Well, I'm a man of many wishes, I hope my premonition misses. But what I really feel, my eyes won't let me hide 'cause the always start to cry. 'Cause it's time could mean goodbye.
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Lately I have had this strangest feeling, with no vivd reasons here to find. Yet the thought of losing's been hanging round my mind.
Far more frequently you're wearing perdume, with you say 'no special place to go'. But when I ask will you be coming back soon. You don't know, never know.
Well, I'm a man of many wishes, I hope my premonition misses. But what I really feel, my eyes won't let me hide 'cause the always start to cry. 'Cause it's time could mean goodbye.