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He went out walking alone to find somewhere to hide
No, she wasn't talking much to him lately
So I think its kind of strange
When he walks into those rooms again
He started humming a song that they both used to sing
Soon it was coming close between them
And she'll fall down
With her warm vacation sound
Take something from me
To remember of me
I had something to say once I had a feeling but now its gone
Now there's no one to be away from
No, there's nothing much at all
No, now there's nothing much at all
At all
At all
Written by: Britta Philips
