Time passes on like a river that must always run;
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now you are gone but I will have you till time is done.
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You can never take away
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the love you gave me yesterday,
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and I don't have to capture you
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'cause you're here in my memory.
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My life goes on like a song that is never still;
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I'll sing that song to the emptiness I'll never fill.
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I don't need your photograph
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to see your face in front of me.
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We may never touch again
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but you're here in this melody.
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What once was will always be,
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and you've left your imprint on me.
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Sometimes I think it's the spark of conflict
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with which we affect most heavily.
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But I hope if you think of me
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you'll remember only harmony and
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time passes on like a river that must always run;
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now you are gone but I will have you till time is done.
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You can never take away
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the love you gave me yesterday,
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and I don't have to capture you
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'cause you're here in my memory.
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Time Passes On
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