Time blows softly all around us,
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But we don't feel it now.
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You made much more than a hole in the sky, boy.
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You made us hollow on the inside.
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So next time, when you're leaving,
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Could you at least leave a note?
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Next time, when you're leaving,
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Could you tell us before you go?
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Black wheels roll out a young heart,
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As the cold wind cools our eyes.
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You left much more than thick salty lips, boy,
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You left us wondering why.
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So next time, when you're leaving,
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Could you at least leave a note?
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Next time, when you're leaving,
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Could you tell us before you go?
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You go, you go, you go...
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So next time, when you're leaving,
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Could you tell us before you go?
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Leave A Note
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| Missy Higgins |
