I'm turning out the light Now that you're leaving To see things black and white Now that you're leaving To kill you in the dark To give my last remark I'll stay up tonight Now that you're leaving I'm running backwards on a train All is coming back to me again A crowd of people in my way And everyone has got your face Between what I was And what I will be I'm held back by your ghost And what I couldn't be
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