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Where we were born,&#13;
I see the place&#13;
We were raised,&#13;
I see all the things you wanted&#13;
That I never gave.&#13;
&#13;
I see sadness,&#13;
I see sorrow,&#13;
I see pain in your face,&#13;
But I just can't see&#13;
A stranger in my place.&#13;
&#13;
I can see now where we quarrelled,&#13;
I can see now I was wrong,&#13;
I can see where you might weaken&#13;
When I wasn't strong.&#13;
I see mem'ries of a love gone bad&#13;
That time cannot erase,&#13;
But I just can't see a stranger in my place.&#13;
&#13;
No one seems to know you quite like I do,&#13;
No one knows the thigs that make you cry.&#13;
Looking back it seems&#13;
I never showed you,&#13;
And now I lay alone and wonder why.&#13;
&#13;
I can see now&#13;
Where you might grow tired of dreams&#13;
That don't come true,&#13;
I can see where I have fallen short&#13;
Of the things I promised you.&#13;
I can see mow throug my tear filled eyes no love on your face,&#13;
I must get used to seein' strangers in my place.&#13;
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