He called me the other day
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Without too many words to say
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(just) We're open for business this Christmas,
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Do you think you'll be coming this way?
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So many months of silence
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So many days of pride
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One little call just ended it all
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And narrowed the great divide
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So many worlds between us
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So much alike are
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we Why do we let the anger get so far that we can't see?
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It may not mean he's sorry
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It may not mean I'm right
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It may just mean he loves me
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And doesn't want to fight
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It may not last forever
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What does in this world?
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It may just mean a father wants to see his girl
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Warm summers in the garden
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Music would fill the air
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There was a time of beauty and rhyme when Magic was ours to share
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Life moves along too quickly
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When will we ever learn
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Soon comes good-bye, with no reason why
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And yesterdays can't return
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It may not mean he's sorry
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It may not mean I'm right
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It may just mean he loves me
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And doesn't want to fight
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It may not last forever
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What does in this world
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It may just mean a father
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It may just mean a father
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It may just mean a father simply wants see his girl
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Evening Song
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| Stevie Holland |
