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C The curtains drawDn on your conGtent
Am There's nothing left for Cme to forDgive again.
C It's coDld, Gin your bedAm
Am And those Cflowers have Dlong been Cdead
C But if you Dwait,G you can seAme
Am There's a Cplace where I Dused to beEm
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Am And the Cdreaming has Dcome unCdone
C If you wDait,G you can seAme
Am There's no Creason to DdisagreEme
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