by Stephen Stills
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To forget about lovin' you at all is
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beyond me
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I cannot understand yeah
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Here without you is loneliness
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I called out in desperation give me
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back your hand
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I can't believe I've heard you say forever
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It may be my naivete
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But life is real and not a play
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Together we will go on
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And I have not the faintest glimmer
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of the past
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And tomorrow will come and go away
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And my heart is broken but will last
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My spirit cries out to you for space
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It is good can you feel it
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It is strong cannot defeat it
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And I don't believe you've gone away
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Don't believe I've heard you say forever
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It may be my naivete
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But life is real and not a play
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Together we will go on
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And as my future grows darker every day
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I can't help wonderin' how you feel
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About how high a price we have to pay
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Broken dreams, broken hearts that
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will not heal
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And I don't believe you've gone away
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Don't believe I heard you say forever
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It may be my naivete
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But life is real and not a play
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Together we will go on
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¨Ï1978 Gold Hill Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
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All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission.
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Drums: Joe Vitale
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Bass: George (Chocolate) Perry
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Guitar: George Terry, Stephen Stills
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Vocals: Stephen Stills, Dave Mason, John Sambatero
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Flutes: Whitt Sidner
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Arrangement: Mike Lewis
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Horns & Strings: Mike Lewis and Stephen Stills
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Synthesizer: Stephen Stills
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Percussion: Joe Lala
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We Will Go On
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| Stephen Stills |
