If you really knew how many times I've tried to help you
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Make your mind up in the matters of the heart, you'd not be bothered
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By the miscues or the bad trips that seem to come and plague us
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Having thought it over, I sure would like to talk to you again
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I was stone cold sober, it was daylight in October
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When you reached across the table put your hand upon my shoulder
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And my lips were warm with kissing while we found the missing pieces
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To all the empty spaces I sure would like to talk that way again
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We have soared above the clouds, we've heard the angels breathing
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While we made love in the morning, there was never talk of leaving
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We would lie that way for hours with our arms around each other
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It was all so easy, I sure would like to talk to you again
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'Cause I'm stone cold sober, the daylight has crossed over
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In the night, a touch of sadness
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We had it coming, had it going way back then
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I was stone cold sober when I woke the morning after
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Having shattered the illusions of the object of my passions
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With a will made out of iron and a mind that is her own
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Having thought it over, I sure would like to talk to her again
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We had it coming, had it going way back then
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I hope that we can see each other often
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That our points of view will blend into each other,
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Like the sea and the horizon
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And the sun will shine upon us as we live our lives forever
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Having thought it over, I sure would like to talk to you again
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Stone Cold Sober
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| Gordon Lightfoot |
