One day you will find
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That you done her wrong
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When it's all passed on over
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All dead and gone
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You drink to what you
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What you thought she was
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And I will drink to
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What she really is
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And if you ever thought
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That she lost her way
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Well it hurts me much more
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Cos you did not say
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And what was all true
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One day you will see
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Oh don't be confused
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It's not what came to be
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It's how that she is
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And always will be
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Now you ask yourself
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Why did you not see
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How you'd like to be
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in your wildest dream
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Well that's how she saw you
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how it could have been
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Come on drink up some more
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To what you thought she was
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And I'll drink to the angel that she really is
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Such a pain now to find out
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Now it's way past and gone
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What you wanted her to be
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She was all along
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So come on drink up some more
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To what you thought she was
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And I'll drink to what
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To what she, she really is
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What She Really Is
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| Chris Rea |
