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He's Gone Tears on a pillow Eyes on the phone You pour all the love that you keep inside Into a song Like 'He's Gone' And these are the thoughts that you keep inside You smile from your window And stand all alone And pour all the love that you keep inside Into the phone Into the phone And like the leaves on the trees Like the Carpenters song Like the planes and the trains and they lives that were young He's gone And it feels like the words to a song With the style of a widow And the place of your own You pour all the words that you keep inside Into the phone And sit alone And these are the thoughts that you keep inside And smile from your window And stand all alone And pour all the love that you keep inside Into a song into a song And like the leaves on the trees Like the Carpenters song Like the planes and the trains and they lives that were young He's gone And it feels like the words to a song And like the stains on the names of the lives of the young He's gone And it feels like the words to a song And like the leaves on the trees Like the Carpenters song Like the planes and the trains and they lives that were young He's gone And it feels like the words to a song And like the stains on the names of the lives of the young He's gone And it feels like the words to a song So gone So gone
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