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The desk where you sit inside of a frame
Made of, made of wood
I keep those chopsticks you had from when you
Taught abroad, taught abroad in Japan
I love it all, so much I call
I want you back, back, back, you back
I did not know you as well as my father
Father knew you
Every question, you took the time to sit in
Look it up, look it up, inside, look it up
I love it all, so much I call
I want you back, back, back, you back
I love it all, so much I call
I want you back, back, back, you back
Music
It sounds like we would have had a great deal
To say, to say to each other
I bet when I leave nobody for the sky
The way, the way will be worth it
I love it all, so much I call
I want you back, back, back, you back
I love it all, so much I call
I want you back, back, back, you back
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