Thought about you
As I walked around this town
Where your feet had tread so much asphalt
It was a bad day
To be in a bad mood
Because the rain had stopped
And the sun was out
Sitting at that restaurant
You had talked about so much
I was at a table for 6
By myself
Now 6000 miles away
My last lonely friend
You left me
To do it by myself
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