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The feel of my arm
Around your waist
The pale blue nightdress that you wore
Oh
Your hair in braids
Your sailor top
The things I don't see any more
No, no
You lost your suitcase
In my hotel room
A subway token from your Mum
The sun reflecting off the water on your face
And the way you drove your car
All these things I can't forget
No, I don't see them any more
Drove to the airport
Through a traffic jam
A deer lay dying in the road
Maybe I should have seen it as some kind of sign
'Cept I don't believe in them no more
No, no
But I believe these things I can't forget
Oh, I don't see you any more
Yeah, I believe these things I can't forget
To see them though I don't see you any more
Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): CANDIDA DOYLE, JARVIS BRANSON COCKER, MARK ANDREW WEBBER, NICK BANKS, STEPHEN PATRICK MACKEY
Around your waist
The pale blue nightdress that you wore
Oh
Your hair in braids
Your sailor top
The things I don't see any more
No, no
You lost your suitcase
In my hotel room
A subway token from your Mum
The sun reflecting off the water on your face
And the way you drove your car
All these things I can't forget
No, I don't see them any more
Drove to the airport
Through a traffic jam
A deer lay dying in the road
Maybe I should have seen it as some kind of sign
'Cept I don't believe in them no more
No, no
But I believe these things I can't forget
Oh, I don't see you any more
Yeah, I believe these things I can't forget
To see them though I don't see you any more
Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): CANDIDA DOYLE, JARVIS BRANSON COCKER, MARK ANDREW WEBBER, NICK BANKS, STEPHEN PATRICK MACKEY
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