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I climbed the hill to Julie's houseThe place I used to liveI climbed the steps and tried the doorAnd let myself inThe kitchen clock I used to watchHad stopped at five to fiveA photograph I'd never seenA car came up the driveI stood outside the kitchen doorAnd when she turned her headI said that I was back to stayShe laughed at what I saidShe said that I'd grow old believingThat I was what mattered mostThat I'd uncover real feelingsAs I got closeI climbed the hill to Julie's houseThe place I used to liveI climbed the steps and tried the doorAnd let myself inShe said that I'd grow old believingThat I was what mattered mostThat I'd uncover real feelingsAs I got close From Letras Mania