from the moment i arrived until the day that i
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died i was selfish and slow too slow to ride by
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your side i was so afraid that i began to fade now
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another bright has turned to gray and someone
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else's light will take my place and though i'm
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getting used to the aftertaste you know i miss
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your eyes i miss your face and when the sun went
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dead and the moon was up ahead i finally
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figured out what i should have said to you then
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and no one is to blame but we'll never be the
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same there's no use in trying i can't be what i
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was
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Too Slow To Ride
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| Nina Gordon |
