Dear Heart,
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wish you were here to warm this night.
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My dear heart,
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seems like a year
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since you've been out of my sight.
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A single room, a table for one;
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it's a lonesome town all right !
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But soon I'll kiss you hello
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at our front door,
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and dear heart I want you to know
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I'll leave your arms nevermore.
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Dear Heart
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| Henry Mancini |
