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[Verse 1]
It's not the lAmong, flowing dCress that you're A#in Or the lAmight coming oCff of your A#skin The fragile hDmeart you protected for so Flong Or the mDmercy in your sense of right and FwrongC It's not your hAmands searching sClow in the A#dark Or your nAmails leaving lCove's waterA#mark It's not the wDmay you talk me off the rFoof Your quDmestions like directions to the tFruth C
[Chorus]
It's knDmowing that this can't go on forFever LikDmely one of us will have to speFnd some days Calone MaDmybe we'll get forty years toFgether ButC one day I'll be gDmone Or Dmone day you'll be gFone C
[Verse 2]
If we were vaAmmpires and deCath was a A#joke We'd go Amout on the sCidewalk and A#smoke Laugh at Dmall the lovers and theirF plans I woDmuldn't feel the need to hold your hFand C Maybe tAmime running oCut is a A#gift I'll work hAmard 'til the Cend of my A#shift And gDmive you every second I can fFind And hDmope it isn't me who's left bFehindC
[Chorus]
It's knDmowing that this can't go on forevFer LiDmkely one of us will have to sFpend some days Calone MaDmybe we'll get forty years toFgether ButC one day I'll be Dmgone Or one day you'll be Fgone C It's knDmowing that this can't go on Fforever LiDmkely one of us will have to Fspend some days Calone MaDmybe we'll get forty years toFgether ButC one day I'll be Dmgone Or one day you'll be gFone C