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There's something in the way you move, That says you haven't forgiven me For all my mistakes. There's footprints in the snow That show you came home. But you didn't stay for long. So long. You raised the barricade. You saw me coming, But you were way too late. There's something in the words You sing to my face. Messages conveyed, But with subtlety. I'm writing apologies down on bank notes In the hope that you'll find one of them. But I know that you won't understand. It's just as if you were here All along. From Letras Mania