I listened to an old friend describe the girl he'd met
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In memory I could see her heartbreak in Silhouette
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He said her hair was golden her eyes were violet
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It surely had to be her hearbreak in Silhouette
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He said that when he kissed her her kisses were like wine
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And suddenly I wondered if she'd break his heart like mine
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But I sat there in silence and smoked my cigarette
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His heart would soon discover heartbreak in Silhouette
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With shining eyes he told me about the night they'd met
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My own heart kept remembering heartbreak in Silhouette
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Outside the rain kept falling recalling old regrets
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Then she stood in the doorway heartbreak in Silhouette
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At first she didn't see us because the lights were dim
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As she chatted with her new love she had eyes for only him
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My friend sat that there in silence and not one word was said
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Two broken hearts were sharing heartbreak in Silhouette heartbreak in silhouette
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Heartbreak In Silhouette
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Jim Reeves |