Now the deed is done, and the smoke has cleared
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From the ashes some glimmer of the truth appears
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And it's a bitter pill, a little hard to take
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I'd be the first to claim my share of mistakes
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But the way things stood, I did the best I could, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I
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Try to make amends, to be a friend, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I
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And now the window's closed, opportunity's fled
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All that's left to do now is look back and shake our heads
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And it breaks my heart, and it makes me mad
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And I'll never know how so good went so bad
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But the way things stood, I did the best I could, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I
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Try to make amends, to be a friend
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Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I
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And maybe time's the only way to find
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Some way back from this
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But the way things stood, I did the best I could, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I
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Try to make amends, to be a friend, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I
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Didn't I
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| Kim Richey |
