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Sep 2013
The Music swims past my ears
To get you off my mind
But the fact is what I’ve always feared
That we've run out of time
This song was ours, or so you said
But now who can claim it theirs
For our relationship has fled
And this song needs a new heir
Whoever it is that dances slow
To this song that’s in my heart
I only want that guy to know
How quickly it can fall apart
Sonny Day
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Sonny Day  Cincinnati
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