I was surprised to see her waiting on my front porch
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Her eyes told mine that things were not OK
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And I just stood there as she told me that she loved him
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Wishing I had not come home that day
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And as she slowly walked away I had a vision (had a vision)
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Of life without her, I could hardly breathe
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This is the end, no second chance
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Now hes got what I had and I dont know if I could ever love again
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Gone
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| Jamestown Story |
