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GI walked you to the corner we stood beside the bus CAnd the tears rolled down our faces as the driver stared at us GTypical summer that time of year When you Cgo back to Toronto and I stay here DAnd I’ll miss the way you wake up CAnd the way that you sigh D C G And I’ll miss the way you turn your head away when you cry DI don’t think this time will fly
G C Here comes the sad nights again Am C D G Here comes the sad nights again