Long ago and so far away I fell in
love with you Before the second show
Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and
clear But you're not really here
It's just the radio
Don't you remember You told me you
loved me baby I love you, I really do
Loneliness is such a sad affair And
I can hardly wait to sleep with you
again
What to say to make you come again
Come back and play your sad guitar
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