(Kent "Lobo" LaVoie)
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The words won't come out easy
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And the time just drags on by
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The fingers touch
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But there is no feeling
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And the eyes they can not lie
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My thoughts are of leaving
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Cos I lives is no longer real
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The time has come
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To face the music
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And recognize the way I feel
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I've reached the point
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That it's time for me
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To start it all over again
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I may be going now
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With nothing but my pride
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But that's the way that I came in
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That's the way that I came in
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The hurt is way past hurting
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And the tears have long since dried
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Our love is no longer living
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It is the time for good bye
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That's the way that I came in
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I'm going out the way that I came in
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The Way I Came In
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| Lobo |
