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When are you going to come back? Where are you now, where do you stay? I thought of you and changed my mindAnd some lines said too swiftly mean you stubbornly refuse to come homeI'm awfully drunk and awfully aloneAnd the nights that passed have been such hard nightsI know that it's late, this love at last sightThe tragic story of love: A slamming door is enoughAnd these people will lose their mindsSo let's raise our glasses before we settle in our big empty bedsTo all the ones we learned to love too lateAnd the nights that passed have been such hard nightsI know that it's late, this love at last sightAnd the heart that breaks at the sound of goodbyeWill suffer always from love at last sight From Letras Mania