Minolta - Pajaro Sunrise

I used to have a plan just in case you came back, but I never could decide on

the questions in my heart

Now I’m glad you didn’t return: these are almost the good times

I’m still afraid of growing old, yet I’m caring less and less

Somehow the pain is gone, but I’m caring less and less

You are almost out of sight: these must be the better times

Oh, so sweet of you to cut all the lines;

I have tried to cut mine too,

I just keep your ghost to haunt my songs

You are no one that I know, you are no one that I know

You were the first on a row of unparalleled mistakes;

you were the one who hurt

the most, you were the one that felt the best

I’m glad that’s over now, I’m glad in almost every way

Oh, so sweet of you to cut all the lines;

I have tried to cut mine too

I just keep your ghost to haunt my songs You are no one that I know,

you are no one that I know

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