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Walking down Brick Lane, feel the blues Winds blowing lightly and I picture you Sweet Sunday morning, with nothing to do Love is like a dream, when it's just me and you Open my window, sing me a song Baby can't you see that this is where I belong With your hand in my hand, still feel the love Really wish that we could go back to the way that it was They say if it doesn't kill you it'll make you stronger Oh, but I can't be without you any longer Everytime I let it go, baby it's true Nothing compares to you Nothing compares to you Sweet sunday morning, all by myself Hard love what we've done, when with anyone else Watch my mascara dripping down Baby how did we end up like this? Where are you now? They say if it doesn't kill you it'll make you stronger Oh, but I can't be without you any longer Everytime I let it go, baby it's true Nothing compares to you Nothing compares to you I'm running fast, as fast as I can, to get you back Just to get you back again I can not wait, I can not wait, if we can be We can be us again I cry at night, cry at night, I'll cry for all the words All the words I didn't say Sweet Sundays, sweet Sundays They say if it doesn't kill you it'll make you stronger Oh, but I can't be without you any longer Everytime I let it go, baby it's true Nothing compares to you Nothing compares to you
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