Did I think that you would ever go far enough to never return
The rest could go and I would never know
Yes, you're still very young
Somedays I think a lot of you
Why is it now, when I just got a hold of you, the sun went down
Maybe I should go now and take some ride for a very long time
Where was it you went?
Leave me the tortured palm, leave me a place at the back of the line,
and I'll carry on
But somedays I think a lot of you, yeah, somedays I think a lot of you
You said let's stay home from work and play that tape 'til it wore thin
Well, nothing seems the same without you
Without that sensibility
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Did I think that you would ever go far enough to never return
The rest could go, man, I would never know
Oh, you're so very young
Leave me your final word, the one expected and never heard
Although I don't too often
Somedays I think a lot of you, Somedays I think a lot of you
Oh, somedays I would think a lot
and somedays I would not forget
Somedays I think a lot of you, of you, of you.