he came from somewhere back in her long ago
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the sentimental fool don't see
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trying hard to recreate what had yet to be created
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once in her life She musters a smile for his nostalgic tale
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never coming near what he wanted to say
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only to realize it never really was
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she had a place in his life
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he never made her think twice
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as he rises to her apology anybody else would surely
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know he's watching her go
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what a fool believes
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he sees no wise man has the power to reason away
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what seems to be is always better than nothing
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and nothing at all...
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keeps sending him somewhere back in her long ago
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where he can still believe there's a place in her life
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someday, someway she will return
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What A Fool Believes
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Self |