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I see Ethrough teardrAops that old cloEck on the wall
The Dhands are Efar apart, they Dtell me Ethat my heart misses Ayou
AmAnd you're not Awith me
Guess it's Bmtime to Ecry, Bmyes it's Etime to Acry E
I hear the doorbell, the postman just came by
All he ever brings are bills and nothing things
Oh no, he returned your letter
And it's time to cry, yes it's time to cry
ETime to cry, E7ever since Dyou said goodAbye
C#mTime to Dcry, what else can I Ado but cry over Eyou?
I just can't stand it the telephone won't ring
The sun is out of sight another lonely night begins
And you're not mine
Guess it's time to cry, yes it's time to cry
by: José Duarte
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