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song
looking for a sound
I've still got your watch
by the side of my bed
from the night you begged to stay
You were taking photographs of
birds in the park
so I chased them all away
Now I don't know what other people do
when things change out of the blue
but even though I can't look in your eyes,
I've still got so much to say
I'm feeling tired as I
gather my clothes
I've got a long way to go.
Thought for a moment I might
take my guitar,
but all the strings are broke.
I had a song on my mind
but that's for some other time,
and though the road might be
hard without you,
I guess I'll go it alone.
I wrote this song for you girl,
but it's still looking for a sound.
And though I won't ever see you again,
I guess I'll see you around
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