| Gonna let you go, my angel
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| Though I could make you stay
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| I could use my blinds of pity
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| To throw it in your way
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| But the times have time between us
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| And you know I don’t believe
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| That it makes one bit of difference
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| If you stay or if you leave
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| Why can’t I be lonely, like that lonely Russian river
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| That’s pushing down the mountain on its way to meet the sea
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| Why can’t I meet someone, like that river meets the ocean
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| Why did you have to get so mixed-up, baby
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| With a mixed-up girl, with a mixed-up girl like me
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| Gonna make it short now, angel
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| Though I could make it long
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| I could take you through all the changes
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| And show you, where you’re wrong
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| But our dreams don’t flow together
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| And you’ll never, never see the light
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| So it really doesn’t matter
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| Who is wrong, or who is right
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| Oh, why can’t I be lonely, like that lonely Russian river
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| Oh, that’s pushing down the mountain on its way to meet the sea
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| Why, why can’t I meet someone, like that river meets that ocean
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| Oh, why did you have to get so mixed-up, baby
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| With a mixed-up girl, with a mixed-up girl like me |