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Faded photographs, The feelin's all come back And I still see your face, Like it was yesterday
Years of hanging on, To dreams already gone After all this time, You'd think I wouldn't cry
Night time gently falls, Another day is gone I leave the hall light on, In case you come back home
Years of hanging on, To dreams already gone After all this time, You'd think I wouldn't cry After all these years
After all these years..
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