So I’m going to say the things that I’ve dreamed of.
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After all this might be the last chance.
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I have to explain to you that there’s more.
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Give me the time to tell you that your beautiful
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and everyday I wish I could still taste that raspberry perfume.
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You left on that note you wrote before we lost,
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cuz’ I’m so sick of playing she loves me, she loves me not…
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With this lonely rose because I know you can’t even remember the sound of my voice.
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But there’s always hope, and there’s always chance.
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Maybe someday I’ll get that feeling back.
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Guess it’s time to get off the rocks
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and maybe put the pictures down.
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But I can’t stop now, cuz’ this is all I’ve got.
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We could step aside and watch the cars go by,
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only counting the white ones
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or take a ride to the reservoir
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and we could start from there
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cuz’ I’ve got a lot to say…
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Raspberry Perfume
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| Days Away |
