IT'S OVER
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If time were not a moving thing
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And I could make it stay
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This hour of love we share would always be
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There'd be no coming day
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To shine a morning light
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Make us realize our night
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Is over
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When you walk away from me there
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Is no place to put my hand
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Except to shade my eyes against the sun
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That rises o'er the land
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I watch you walk away somehow
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I have to let you go now
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It's over
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If you knew just how I really
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Feel you might return and yet
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There are so many times that people
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Have to love and then forget
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Though there might have been a way
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I have to force myself to say
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It's over
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[ strings ]
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So I turn my back and
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Turn my collar to the wind
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Move along in silence
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Tryin' not to think at all,
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Send my tired feet before me
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Walk the silent street before me
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It's over
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It's over
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It's Over
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| Glen Campbell |
