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CHow are you, how have you been, Sandy..........
We rGeveal ourselves in checkpoint lines and true moments of life
Now I woFnder through the awkward pauses
that became our new fitch farce of tiCme
Ohhh There's nGo name for thisF feeling that your absence has dAefined
CUpon your bedside table lies a graveyard of romance
GAn empty wrapper waited by a jar of rocks from France
FA necklace used to magnify your eyes the night I made the first advanCce
Ohh I dGid it just to Fbreak the ice it needn't be enhanAced G F A
CHow are you, how have you been, I practiced on the drive
GAcross the square states in between us i do see you alive
I imFagine that the first glance would say if there was something to revCive
Ohh I Ggot a room in bFrooklyn i had three days to arrivAe
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