Roger Creager
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A crowded restaurant and here you are
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I'm doing fine but you have come so far
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I ask how long it¡¯s been
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Like I don¡¯t know
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I¡¯ve been counting the days since you¡¯ve been gone
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You¡¯d think my love would show
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But I hear you¡¯re doing great out on your own
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You¡¯re having a ball
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Have friends that call you on the telephone
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You¡¯ve got hopes
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You¡¯ve got dreams
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You¡¯ve really got it made
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I used to feel the same until the day you went away
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I don¡¯t know why I thought you¡¯d be around
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Looking back I see I really held you down
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Thinking that I¡¯d always have it all
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I hate the way you¡¯re riding high
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Then all at once you take the fall
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Chorus
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Everyone is looking right at you
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When you walk in you really steal the show
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You¡¯re the one thing I should¡¯ve held on to
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But standing today I'm trying like hell to let you go
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Chorus
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The Day You Went Away
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| Roger Creager |
