(Marc Beeson/Robert Byrne)
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What do i do now that our love's come to such a bitter end
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We've been through too much together for me to be your friend
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And I can't pretend
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O'm sure I'll see you, but when I do I will
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Walk away
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And hope my feet don't fail me
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Walk away
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As far as they will take me
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Long before you have a chance
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To look into these eyes
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I'll be gone and you won't see me cry
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If I walk away
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Funny how sometimes I feel like this whole world's a one horse town
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And no matter how hard I try not to know I'll see you around
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But I'll disappear before you get near
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I will
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Walk away
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And hope my feet don't fail me
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Walk away
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As far as they will take me
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Long before you have a chance
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To look into these eyes
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I'll be gone and you won't see me cry
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If I walk away
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I'll just walk away
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Walk Away
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| Linda Davis |
