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Saw you yesterday againOnce a lover, now a friendI look just like a mannequinYou know I can fake a smileI wish that you would pack your bagsA ticket home on an Amtrack trainI want your arms I want your handsBut you know I'll never askAll I ever wanted was to see you shineso go onShine, shine, shineI won't put you out, put up a fightYou cut your hair and shaved your faceWell me I still look the sameYour voice it sounds like a songAnd me I can't singAll I ever wanted was to see you shineso go onShine, shine, shineI won't put you out, put up a fightWhy'd you have to goWhy'd you have to goWhy'd you have to go From Letras Mania