I thought I knew, the girl so well
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if she was sad I couldn't tell
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I missed the point, I missed the signs
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so if she's gone the fault is mine,
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I know I know, a whole lot of little things
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and even though
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I could list them 1 by 1,
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she would still be gone
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chorus:
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her eyes are blue
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her hair was long
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64, she was born in Baton Rouge
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her favorite song is " In My Life"
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I memorized her every move
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I knew her books, her car, her clothes
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but I paid no attention to what mattered most
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I never ask, she never said
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and when she cried, I turned my head
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she dreamed her dreams, behind closed doors
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that made them easy to ignore
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and I know I know
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I missed the forest for the trees
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and all I have to show
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oh but she walked out the door
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her cold facts and nothing more
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her eyes are blue
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her hair was long
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in 64, she was born in Baton Rouge
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her favorite song is " In My Life"
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I memorized her every move
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I knew her books, her car, her clothes
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but I paid no attention to what mattered most
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her eyes are blue
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her hair was long
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in 64, she was born in Baton Rouge
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her fathers tall
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her mothers gone
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she moved out west when she was 2
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the way she laughed
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the way she loved
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oh my God what did I do?
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What Mattered Most
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| Ty Herndon |
