Don't recognize me, do you?
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We're sitting face to face.
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Your mind is in another time
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and in another place.
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I saw that when your eyes met mine
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and still you seemed unmoved.
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You don't recall this face at all,
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the one you'd said you'd loved.
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The bats are in the belfry
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and now you're on your own.
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The lights are shining brightly
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but there's nobody home.
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But time has gone so quickly now
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and nothing can replace
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all these wasted years.
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Your friends don't come around here,
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the way they used to do,
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where once there were so many
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and now there are so few.
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But time has gone so quickly now
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and nothing can replace
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all these wasted years.
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Is that a smile upon your face?
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You seem to be confused
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by all these kindly strangers
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who come to visit you.
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The flowers on the table,
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the pictures on the wall,
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I thought it could be different,
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but now I'm not so sure.
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The bats are in the belfry
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and now you're on your own.
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The lights are shining brightly
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but there's nobody home.
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But time has gone so quickly now
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and nothing can replace
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all these wasted years.
|
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Your friends don't come around here,
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the way they used to do,
|
where once there were so many
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and now there are so few.
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But time has gone so quickly now
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and nothing can replace
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all these wasted years.
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They tell me that you're much improved,
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but they can't tell me why.
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I've talked and talked for hours
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and still there's no reply.
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Wasted Years
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| Die Toten Hosen |
