You told me that you had to go
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You said you could not stay here
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That being here just made you sad
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For sunshine, ships and easy land
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And you miss the pretty things you had
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So what am I to tell you
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Why are you leaving
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Why are you leaving
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And what's that secret sorrow that you're carrying
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You said you were not born to win
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But I don't think you mean it
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That you think you'd better live alone
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And gather people one by one
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Oh, but when each new day is done
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Will you turn and face my window
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Why are you leaving
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Why are you leaving
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And what's that secret sorrow that you're carrying
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As the day begins to fade
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Electric lamps, they trick you
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Into seeing faces on the wall
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Old memories that you recall
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And you're afraid you'll lose them all
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And the promises they made you
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Why are you leaving
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Why are you leaving
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And what's that secret sorrow that you're carrying
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Why are you leaving
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Why are you leaving
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Why are you leaving
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Why are you leaving
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Why are you leaving
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Why are you leaving
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Why Are You Leaving
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| Carole King |
