Here's one from last August that came out of the blue
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Says summer's been a scorcher baby and I'm still hot on you
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There must be twenty-five or more you signed them everyone
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Now I'm sittin' in this lonely room wonderin' what went wrong
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Now the cards'are on the table hallmark at its best
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Valentines and anniversaries forever yours and all the rest
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I'm sortin' through these mem'ries still searching for a clue
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Now the cards're on the table and he's holding you
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[ piano ]
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The sun comes through the curtains but I'm still in the dark
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These cards that used to touch me are tearing me apart
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I'm torn between tossin' them away or back up on the shelf
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Guess my poor heart don't want to play the hand that it's been dealt
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Now the cards're on the table...
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I'm sortin' through these mem'ries...
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Cards
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| Tracy Lawrence |
